FOR NINE MONTHS
For nine months I did not know,
For nine months I treasured your kicks,
For nine months I listened to your heartbeat,
For nine months I sang and talked with you,
For nine months I held you close while our hearts beat together,
For nine months I loved you every minute,
For nine months I did not know how it would end,
And now that I do,
I would not have changed a thing.

Poem by Christine Grothe
In memory of Nora Elizabeth, her beloved daughter.
Ascended to heaven June 3, 2001 at 9:30 p.m.