The Sweetest Dream in a Nearly-Winter-Slumber

Taken from www.balloonplanet.com

He was crying, but then I caressed and embraced him tenderly, warmly and tightly. He smiled and continued his slumber. I knew he was everything for me, like my world; he rules my thoughts, my heart, my feelings. Suddenly, he disappeared. He's gone. My dream son is not yet to be mine. Maybe someday we'll meet, we'll gaze each other's eyes, we'll hear one another's heart beat. I love you, son, long long before we actually meet; before we eventually belong together, only us. 
*P.S. Whether it is a baby girl or a baby boy, mom's extremely gigantic love remains the same...