Poem -

Expecting

So many children to support

Are any of them actually mine

I feel such a burden but I'm not sure

Is it for these, or a flock yet born

What if I plan too much

We haven't even got a nursery

And food... these children are ravenous

I can't imagine where my milk will come from

for those on the way

Oh Lord! Help me set the oven

To bake the right expectations

I've been investing my love for so long

I couldn't take more disappointment

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