You ask me to help you make a baby.
It was on our second night together
As a married couple.
It began with a gentle
Nibbling on your ear.
Little did we know
I could never make a baby.
We then waited, together
For the babies,
Sent by one, who loved us, three.
Twice then came the gift
Of the babies.
Now we share this life
Together, apart
And I remember then
Our trip together
Into, eternity.
