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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