I Cannot Conceive
Every time I feel her
belly move I cannot conceive,
How any one could
ever believe,
That the unborn don’t
live.
Every time I think of
what pretty soon will be,
I just cannot
wait to see
What the unborn has
yet to give.
For what life does
not live in potential
Hoping that what is
is only actual
And what could be is
now?
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