Thursday, 3 November 2022

The wait/weight goes on (a poem)

Still no baby.
Overdue.
Bedroom can't be pink or blue.
Still no gender.
Don't know yet.
Eggshell white or dank courgette?
Feeling restless.
Urge to paint.
Don't yet know which sex it ain't.
Sick of waiting.
Next Monday?
Sod it - let's make all walls grey.

RC 3-11-22

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