EXPECTANT WIFE

 
It was love, made in missionary position,
That got her into her matronly condition;
In the act of meeting each other’s need,
He thankfully planted his fertile seed.
As the baby grew inside her tum,
The closeness grew twixt its dad and mum.
When the time to birth the baby drew near,
Never to him had she become so dear,
And when she accomplished that hard first birth
He felt the happiest new dad on earth,
And she the moment of joy could savour
After weight of pregnancy and labour.