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This Thing of Joy

This Thing of Joy (Pregnancy Journey: Month 1) This thing of joy is sweet news, but my lips have nausea spelled on them Sweet news yet I am unable to work much or walk for long Yet the colours of life remain in my perk Purple headbands to match my blooming face And a pink shawl to keep me warm in this place My Habibi, a sweet gift did bring a golden locket, to wear and sing Of the love we share, and the life we'll bring into this world, our hearts will ring Though I am exhausted and feeling low I know this journey will be worth the woe For soon I'll hold my little one and all the pain will be undone I'll rest and take it slow and test the colours of life Let it stay on, flowing through me, and into my precious seed Bringing with it, joy, love, and all that we need. . . . . . Sept. 2021 ©Odion Izegwire-Edu

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