My Baby Pillow

Small, cotton and colourful
Filled with feathers so soft
Neither square, neither round, but filled with love all around

Time has not aged this love of mine
Chosen with care.
You’ve seen me happy
You’ve seen me sad
You carried my joy
You carried my pain

No secret you would tell
No judgement you would make
Given at birth
A pillow for my head
Delicate and special
A grandma’s love