The March of Memories
As the night completes
Wedding dress drops to the floor
Limbs dance in the sheets
As the year ended
Flowers litter the counter
Issues are mended
Two years have gone by
Her heart and belly swollen
and morale is high
Nine months are over
Lullabies sang to new babe
never been closer
As life trudges on
More precious memories form
and so do new bonds
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