Monday, June 6, 2011

My Heart...divided

I loved you the minute I heard you were coming. I loved you the minute you were born. Then I saw your face and fell in love some more. You were only a minute old, but I knew I would die for you and to this day I still would. When you choose to have a child, you make a conscious decision to allow your heart to walk around outside of your body. (in 2 directions!) :)


Meg said...

That is a sweet poem with an even sweeter picture!

Amanda said...

Beautiful! <3