I cannot wait to see your face grown up
to blossom, change
to know what I have known.

To see your arms embrace something so small
so small
yet bigger than what your heart has ever felt.

To see you smile
to lose yourself
in one frail breath,

to touch long fingers,
feel tingles on your skin

Allow the earth to engulf you in its arms
letting you rest there,
feel ripples at your core.

I cannot wait to see all that
– and more.