Womb woven

I wove you in my womb.

My loom consisting of
my love and my nutrients.

My uterus: the safest of
places until you chose
to erupt and join us.

My home was your haven,

you so recently from heaven.
With every triumph and
trial, you needed me less,
and I loved you all the 
more. And now you've
grown—that's it—complete.

Thank you for every
moment I've shared by
your side. Did you know?

I've been growing all
along, too. I had to, or I
never could have said

good bye.