Gypsy mamma

A flutter as faint as a feather blowing in the breeze.
An overjoyed lover falling to his knees.
A tear in his eye, capturing his pride.
A lifetime together, together by his side.

The scans came and went and all was well.
She adored being pregnant,
Caught in natures spell.
In love with her son, she fell.

They spent many a day imagining his face,
Decorating the nursery - creating his space.
Opening their hearts - finding his place.

                                  

The wait seemed an age but eventually he came,

In trauma, in anguish - her body to blame? 

Dylan Joseph - king of the ocean, his name.

Their days are spent consumed in joy,

Her life, her soul. 

The gypsy mamma and her boy.