Call For The Midwife
My bundle of joys nearly here.
Call For The Midwife
Call the midwife, my baby is near,
The time has come, the moment is here.
I gather my strength, I hold back a tear,
For I think I am ready to push, my dear.
The pain is fierce, but my heart is strong,
Each breath I take the night feels long.
A new life awaits to be born here
A soul destined to bring happiness and cheer.
A baby to be born, from two parents love.
The room is alive with excitement and joy
The midwife says, say hello to your baby Boy.
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George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Never heard of the is tv program. Seems like a good one. Kind of a prequel to all the nanny shows. Good job.
Beautiful poem. This was my favorite show on Netflix at one point. Love this❤️❤️❤️