First discover it,
The young one's, sterility.
Was it at his conception,
nestled their was he,
in his mother's womb?
Or you was it when the gonads,
First formed near his heart.
In the male form,
They begin to form,
There in embryo.
They later drop,
To the present place,
Between the legs.
Did God then begin,
To hatch a plan,
To help rescue the babies.
It may have begun early,
The gently nudge,
along the path.
First came the nanny,
Nance was mom's twin sister.
Though they came,
18 months apart.
They often appeared,
to have the same soul.
Like two sides,
Of the same coin.
Momma and Nance,
first shared a bedroom,
then later they shared,
the babies.
His momma could make babies,
Nance loved to raise them.
He and the nanny,
Always together were they,
those first three years,
It was not a good thing.
In those days,
tobe an unwed mom,
Still, the foundation of love and support,
she instilled in him.
This enables his bond,
with his wife and children.
Later their were summer's together,
and family reunion's too.
As a teenager he wondered,
how he would feel,
about an infertile wife,
like Nance.
The woman's infertility,
would not alter his choice .
This discovering,
his own infertility,
completed things.
He thought it better
When they married,
to share this burden.
Then extend it not
to another couple,
leaving two families, infertile.
When it became time,
to rescue the babies,
he was prepared well.
His wife and babies,
continue to bless his life.
He has become grateful,
for his infertility.
