Sunday, February 2, 2020

On being a single parent

How many times,
had he wished,
she were a single parent,
when first, they met.

She had been offered that first baby
their babies older brother
He would have been a young child,
When first, they met.

Not ready, she was,
No husband and no prospects.
So the baby became a gift, to another.

So, on the weekends,
they stole the other babies
niece and nephew, they were,
and a day care center,
she began.

This then while they waited,
for their  babies.

Still he felt a longing,
and a desire,  that a single parent,
she had been, when first they met.

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