Rose 36. Motherhood

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Nove Otto of Roses
By Fox-Trot-9

Rose 36. Motherhood

The water breaks right there and then;
The struggles of a thousand men
   Can't hold a candle to her pain.
Beyond her tears, between her cries,
You look into her lovely eyes
   To help her through the final strain;
That final push rewards her tears
With joy, when to her weary ears
   The wail of baby cries remain.

(To be continued...)

A/N: Here's the 7th poem of today's batch of poems... This is also the last of the truly happy poems from now on, since everything else goes down hill from here... I know, I know, it's sad, but that's life... Anyway, hope you enjoyed this... ( ^_^ )

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