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I tremble within my skin
Awaiting the birth of time
Fertility in the balance
Is this the great decision
To breed and build or just decline?
Mortality here but chance
I’m no mother in my soul
My womb is barren I suppose
And everything’s a dance
But some nights I dream a child
Has come so far across all space
Fertility in the balance
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
a great question to ponder. Wouldn’t give up the first “hi daddy” for the world
Thanks John!! 🙂 🙂
Parenthood is a gift, not to be taken for granted.
Thanks for sharing, @D
Very true, thank you!! 🙂
That second to last stanza wow powerful, poignant aching
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂