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Daddy

They say a woman ticks as she ages,
her body begging for child.
I am ticking,
make me a man!

Selfish wishes,
she isn't ready.
What about her career?

Time diminishes,
risks grow by the day,
what if we can't conceive?

I'll wait for her
the girl I love
my wife,
and crave the time
when someone calls me Daddy
and we call ourselves a family.
Written by bobbedford
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