I,too matter - a rewrite of I,too

I, too, matter

 

I am the unborn daughter.

The one with the heartbeat.

The one without a life.

But my heart still beats,

My ears still listen,

And my feet still kick.

 

Tomorrow,

I will be born

Without a life

But not to you.

To the mother and father who love me.

 

One day,

You will see my beauty

You will see what I could’ve been

But until then I will look down on you

 

I, too, am life

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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