Treasure Island

Phyllis Strong


Baby Out Of Wedlock


I get the looks and comments do come
I get the stares, you know the ones
And yes, some ask questions to me
I welcome them all; don’t let me be

Yes he’s my son, I had him late
I waited till I got a mate
Not a mate I shacked up with and called “my man”
But a man who love and value me
Enough to put a wedding ring on my hand

First came love
Then came marriage
Then a 42 year old
Pushing a baby carriage

I got the looks
And comments did come
But having a baby out of wedlock
No, I’m not the one

Submitted: Thursday, September 08, 2011
Edited: Friday, September 09, 2011
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