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Greatest Gift
A child-shaped void in our lives
This woman, my wife, unable to carry life
Unable to bear the fruits of our love.
Not her fault
Mine,
Seedless as a Naval orange.
Brokenhearted, we parted.
Roll forward several years
This woman hereof became my ladylove,
Already a mum, could I think of
These boys as
Mine,
We considered our future.
Hand in hand, we planned.
...Monday 9th January 2023 10:57 am
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