'til Early Morn
She stumbled amid her pantries
so forlorn
A jar of pickles; perhaps a can
of corn
Debating with herself on and on
til early morn
Whereupon the dilemma faded instantly ~
her new baby born
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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