One Baby Poem by James McLain

She and he, where the bomb
just beautiful as a couple
outwardly just jaw droppers.
They made beautiful healthy babies
every one wanted.
Except they were a few cards
short of a deck..a good deck..
still short and wanting a baby bad.
They were madly always as only
innocence can be forever till death in love.
This nice older couple let them live
in a cottage on there property.
There income was watched by they,
it could never exceed there one baby a year
still all they could do is cry and try.