Wouldn’t she have,
Held Him to her breast,
Feeling the raw strength of motherhood.
Wouldn’t she have,
Cried tears of happiness,
While a new fear took root in her heart.
Wouldn’t she have
Right at that moment
Promised her life for His.
Wouldn’t she have
Smelled the baby’s breath
And inhaled His perfume.
Wouldn’t she have
Felt His heart beat
So familiar to her own.
Wouldn’t she have
Become Mother Mary
To her baby
And the world.
