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!
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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