In the chill of November,
the world wrapped in a blanket of gray,
she feels the first stirrings,
a quiet promise beneath her heart.

The trees stand bare,
their branches reaching for the sky,
echoing the anticipation,
the breath of life waiting to unfold.

In the stillness of that day,
she whispers hopes into the air,
each breath a lullaby,
each heartbeat a song of belonging.

When the moment arrives,
time seems to hold its breath,
her body a vessel of love,
the world shifts, and he is here.

In the warmth of her embrace,
he finds solace,
a connection woven in silence,
a bond stronger than words.

Together they enter the world,
two souls intertwined,
navigating the seasons,
her heart forever echoing his name.

November, a day of beginnings,
where love takes its first steps,
and in that quiet space,
a mother and son find their way.