Life Unexpected
I sat quietly weeping
My womb forever sleeping
No baby ever to grow there in.
Doctor says that I am barren.
Years go by I try to cope.
Lovers leave there is no hope.
Strange these flutters in my belly.
Sick so sick, everything is so smelly.
Flutters turn to kicks and wiggles.
Labor pains, and I have the giggles.
Husband standing by my side.
Now four children are my pride.
Copyright © Christi Kopp | Year Posted 2010
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