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Desires of a Barren Woman

A lifetime longing for life in one's belly
is not a joyful life.
The most wonderful love can't fill this void
no matter how hard he may try.
For what sin am I punished,
That I may never enjoy,
clinging to my breast, a blonde haired baby boy?
To know the love of a sweet child,
and the feeling of being whole-
These are the things I've always wanted to know.


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Emily Hurd More than 1 year ago
Today has been one of those days, when everyone of my friends on FB has announced that they are pregnant or are due in a few weeks. I am happy for them, really. But sometimes I find myself loathing for what I cannot have. I have doubts, yes, but I am trying to believe that God has a plan for me, and that one day I will have a child. Needless to say, I had to get it off my chest. It started out so much more painful, but I didn't want to bare my bones...just say what I needed to say.
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Taney Earl More than 1 year ago
there are alot of woman that feel the same way and they can relate to this
james taylor More than 1 year ago
very sad and well written.
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