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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