Writing down my thoughts

I wasn't going to post this but I decided to anyways. I have never written a poem before but the other night I was up working on support group stuff and this is what transpired.

Recovery
By: Vanessa West

I remember the moment my life stood still,

when the sound of a heart beat was all I could hear.

Not knowing when, how, or why,

but trusting in my faith to get me by.

One day at a time

was all I could do,

Just watching, waiting, not knowing what to do.

You wish you could trade the place with your child,

just so you could see that precious little smile.

“The days will be rough”, one heart mom told me,

but how am I suppose to let this all be.

The day finally comes and there’s no place to hide,

I have to give over this precious little child.

The hours drag on as you wait for some news,

just to know your baby will be with you soon.

The wait is over and all you can see,

is your precious little baby as pink as can be.

I remember the day one heart mom told me,

“You’ve made it across to r-e-c-o-v-e-r-y!!!”