Enwombed is life, a second time in you,
And crossed its stage of viability;
In three months’ time, delivery is due;
A test of womb’s birth-capability!
By far, the second child is born with ease;
But one can never take for granted things;
You have to keep surely your mental peace;
A safe outcome then Nature promptly brings.
Bear no unpleasant thoughts of your past past;
Let not the environs least irk your mind;
Let nothing in this world make you aghast;
To prayers only mostly, you must bind.
The ‘race’ is almost coming to an end;
But antenatally, ’tis wise to bend!
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