Sonographer Poems - Poems about Sonographer

...The slabbed ceiling tiles are becoming the patio slabs of my childhood home. I'm highly strung in more ways than one, trying to send my mind elsewhere, but half-buried memories insert themselves, s......

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...My tummy started growing, And the sickness came in waves, I knew that I was pregnant, It was very early days. I checked each week's development, Each stage my baby reached, Overfilled with jo......

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