She carries my baby quite low.
Her face shines, a ruddy glow.
She craves a
late night meal.
Her face
puckers, such appeal!
She has eyes
that sparkle and grin.
Her heart’s so
big to fit him in.
She writes
words in a secret diary.
Her loving
still remains quite fiery.
She keeps some
thoughts deep inside.
Her smile
spreads, deep and wide.
She takes
walks at dawn, alone.
Her moods make
me smile and groan.
She sometimes laughs
then cries,
Her tears
bring some to my eyes.
She counts the
days on a chart.
Her plans
include a blissful start.
She mostly
laughs and waits.
Her giggles
make me levitate.
She moves with
grace, even so full.
Her face
puffed with life so whole.
She dreams at
night, baby kicks.
Her face
belies his stomach tricks.
She sleeps for
hours and hours.
Her face goes
nova at baby showers.
She fills his
room with baby things
Her finger's
too big for our rings.
She counts the
days until he comes.
Her face
smiles, she sits and hums.
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A Long
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