Nine Months

Nine months of waiting, praying, hoping,

she doesn't tell any body how she is coping.

The first trimester is always the longest,

always the time where you have to be strongest.

Nine months of tempered, hormonal tantrums,

while the child slowly forms in their tums.

The first trimester is full of sickness,

at first it can seem like wickedness, 

until they realized they have been gifted

with a child, in which lives can be lifted. 

Sometimes a child is a chance to start again,

it can bring women closer to their men.

Parents always want to have a grandchild,

they don't think about the trimester of vile bile.

After nine months of sweat and tears

finally, the end of her fears

as a new child is born, 

no more need to feel forlorn.

Reviews

[Sydnye Louise]

sweet write. good choice in words :)

[Angelic Surrender]

Beautiful. The ability to bring new life to the world is a blessing.

[Scisenheart]

Interesting, I'll admit, I dont agree with a lot of what you said, especially about how it's all fine after the child is born. But its really good and a very unusual topic and very well written.
Scisenhert :D

[SuicidePact.]

BEAUTIFUL I LOVE THE TOPIC!!!

you wrote this so well also..this has to be one of my favorites

[AK]

Beautiful poem! Great topic to write about!

[closed..acct]

Amazing flow and rhyme scheme,
I enjoyed this write alot,
loved the last stanza the best.
Awesome write!