You fell from my womb and into my arms, pulling and stretching my heart with your tiny hands. 

My heart made new, raw, and beating outside my chest.

You are the gifts I always wanted.

The Hope of the World.

The beauty of the Universe.

On the days you made me a Mama, my heart was reformed in the shape of you. 

And my love for you, a love that will never die, was born in the depths of my soul.