The Fetus
Slumbering
For a while
I hear her heartbeats
So comforting a sound
Waiting
But not alone
In this warm liquid cocoon
I bide my time,
Content,
I laugh, cry
and move with her
Connected by a magical cord
Nourishing, life giving,
Till the time shall come
Decreed.
By God
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