| OUR LOVE's GAIN By: Mommy Ann One day I was in so much pain, Tears in my eyes fell like heavy rain; Your daddy says, "Sweetie, the cause is simple and plain, You conceive our baby... our love's gain. Day and night, stomachache I had to suffer, Couldn't take anything your dad had to offer; The only medicine I used was PRAYER, All this time, HE is all my comforter! |
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| THE THOUGHTS of YOU By: Mommy Ann As my tummy starts bulging, My taste keeps on craving; Pimples on my face appearing, That made me stop smiling :( Getting up on bed, hundred times at night, Giving me hard time to sleep tight; All these things I have to fight, But the thoughts of you made me feel alright. |
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