Mother and Child

    “Mother and Child,” Ensign, Jan. 1976, 71

    Mother and Child

    I know not your name

    Nor how you smile or cry.

    We have not met formally,

    Nor whispered together in friendship

    Nor wept in sorrow.

    Yet I know you,

    In that realm given to us alone,

    For we are comrades of a solitary kind,

    I, your mother, and you,

    My yet unborn child.