Thump.

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

The little baby is tapping
At the door of my womb.

Saying "hello"
"I am here"
"hello"

Not the loud thumps
Or bangs or crashes
Of the third trimester

But the tiny pushes
And flips and turns
Of the second.

Letting me know
That I am not alone.
That I am carrying within
A sweet and small
Tender package

A package sent with
Love and Hope
And Faith.