At Brooks' Balance

"You're having a little one," I say, seeking information from my therapist (she's considerably pregnant). Then, I ask her about vocation: Why she chose this specialty, and did she know the baby's sex, name, and serial number? She says, No Maybe about it, the baby's a girl and has a name. "Did you know the name you chose is fame- ous? A name rarified? Hemingway's Paris wife," I clarified, And then, I wrote this rhyme: a little riff for a baby gift: "We'll gladly welcome Hadley, (she's a girl), into our world."