She watched his elegant approach

Stealthy, always above reproach

A conveyor of important news

Eyes danced upon his face to peruse

An indication of what was to come

Hinting at which possible outcome

Was in store for her this fateful day

Would the answer bring joy or dismay

Was she welcomed into the fold

Stepping over a new threshold

He held out a hand and with a smile

Said they liked her work she had a style

That embodied what they sought

And her stomach, it did unknot

This new chapter held such possibility

She’d stretch her wings, flourish in fertility




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