While married with two sons and a dad
I wondered what else the future had
Desiring so much a dear little gal
So we could be like very good pals
To laugh and chat as individual
With seven years that just passed by
I thought just let that gal desires go by
Forgetting the thought just as I ought
A great nightmare caused distraught
And rested there upon my heart
The boys well treated and well fed
A gal would be fine on that next little bed
But knowing a mom has got no say
Of what gender to be on display
Her secret desire she could only pray
Alone at home no little gals hair to comb
She pondered with whom she’d go to the dome
Things falling apart with no hope of new start
She was shocked to find that inside
A gal was implanted for her to guide
Plans now all changed and somewhat dismayed
No allowance was made for a gal to be displayed
But how excited it was when here like a dove
Perched my little love so sweet from above
The only thing missing was wings of a dove
I raised my head high and looked to the sky
So thankful to Him who was on stand by
He heard my heart’s cry and sent me grace
To fill my girl space with such good taste
Now I’m grateful seeing my gal dressed in lace
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