Hands and bellies

I passed him my second glove so we could hold hands

the others warm in their pocket close to our bellies

I wondered if you were there

Beginning beneath my black and white sweater

Sailing with us on the fjords?

I glimpsed you shining in your fathers loving eyes

Just like mum said of me

I was so hopeful to know you I took the test he bought

Knowing my hormones won’t have caught up

Nothing to recognise you yet

Our lives weren’t ready for you

My body wasn’t either it seemed

As I wiped blood a few days later

But my heart was-

It kept whispering your name