A Waiting Child

I do not know who the author is...but I LOVE the poem!!


The Waiting Child

I saw you meet your child today:
you kissed your baby joyfully
and as you walked away with her
I played pretend you'd chosen me.
I am happy for the baby yet
inside I'm aching miserably.
I want to plead as you go by,
"Does no one want a child of three?"
I saw you meet your child today;
in love with her before you met
and as I watched you take her out
I knew it wasn't my turn yet.
I recognized you from last year!
I knew I'd seen your face before
but you came for a second babe
"Does no one want a child of four?"
I saw you meet your child today,
but this time there was something new.
A nurse came in and took MY hand
and then she gave my hand to you.
Can this be true? I just turned seven!
And there are infants here you see?
But then you kissed me and I knew
the child you chose this time was me.