The miracle of sound waves

Projected on a screen

Create a blurry image

Of the child I’ve never seen

The first time that I saw you

My jaw dropped to the ground

Our precious little baby

Was sleeping safe and sound

I couldn’t even see your face

To put into a frame

I wish that I could hold you

I don't even know your name

I printed off your photograph

Your scan in black and white

It’s the only one I have of you

I kiss it every night

When I finally meet you

There’s plenty I've got planned

I’m going hold you in my arms

And hold your tiny hand

I’ll sing you songs and lullabies

To send you off to sleep

I’ll even write some poems

Then kiss you on the cheek

Five more months of waiting

Until you’re born my sweet

I’m counting down the weeks and months

Until we finally meet