That morning
in the bed,
we were lying
I was fondling my swollen belly,
as if the belly were my baby in the womb
Smiling calmly, he put his large, warm hand on my hand on my belly
Then
from the inside, the baby in my womb kicked my belly
I can still remember the touch freshly in my palm
She truly existed
Remembering her strong kick, I always feel so
and believe
she tried to tell us
that she was really existing there,
because she knew she had to leave soon
That is the first and last moment
me, he, and her physically shared
in this world
We were in happiness,
we experienced happiness itself at that moment
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