Twenty Minutes
Heather, at the bookstore, told her this would be hard
The ladies in Lamaze, all delivered safely before her, said it was a snap
Sweat didn't even form on her face
Contractions fast, pushing hard and
Now she has her baby
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2009
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