epilepsy · Poems

Aidan

Who was I

before you?

Who was I

before I held you down

in the name of a cure?

Of fixing a mistake.

Of righting a wrong.

 

You.

Not a mistake.

Not a wrong.

 

Who was I

before I felt

your life inside me

before I realized the

awesome responsibility

of you.

 

Who was I

before I felt the joy

and pride

and fear

of being a mother.

 

Mother.

Me?

Me.

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