A Tiny Miracle

Running errands and talking on the phone, 
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone.
Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one can see. 
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels, 
it is our little secret that only I can feel. 
I look forward to your birth, 
when I can kiss your skin, 
but for now I will just smile, 
as I feel you play within.