Poetry about PREGNANCY - Have wrote any pregnancy poems? Email them to me. - Poetry

One Night of Love
They were together two weeks and still he pushed
She thought she was in love with him he treated he so great
Then one night it all fell apart and it was just too late.

He told her he loved her she wanted him to wait, she wished.
After the party she went to his house she was 16 her parents thought she was
at a dance
They had a few drinks and a midnight dance
Which led to them together in bed
The next morning she wondered why this is where it led
Three months later she found out news she couldn't believe
One night together and inside her a child was conceived
So now she realized what happens when you mess around
And soon she'll hear a baby instead of the teenage sounds.

Susan Danielle Annis

Hard Decision

Life is made of choices and decision.
One wrong one could change your life.
A single decision could change everything.
Are you willing to give up everything you ever woked
for?
Does all your accomplishments mean nothing now?
Are you ready to put limitations on your
opportunities?
Is it just a change of lifestyle?
Are you willing to go against everything you believe
in to better your life?
Is keeping a secret and doing something you don't
believe in worth it?
What could you have? What are you giving up?

Pres773@aol.com

Fathers-Eye-View

When I first found out she was pregnant,
I was full of joy,
I really couldn't believe it.
Was it a girl Or Boy?

At first we spoke silly talk,
But then she felt all-sick.
She didn't want me near her,
Was she taking the Mick?

As time went on the sickness went,
And a bump began to show,
She was really moody,
I can't wait for her temper to go.

The more she ate the bigger she was,
She was glowing with beauty and health,
We couldn't sleep together any more, though,
So I was in the spare bed by myself.

When the day came I was so happy,
I was over the moon with joy,
My gorgeous wife had had my son,
A beautiful little boy.

Nichola Firth
1st April '99

So Proud

Seeing you grow inside of me,
Feeling your movements so close.
I can't help feeling motherly,
God, I love you so.

Counting the days till you arrive,
Wishing you were here now.
You'll be the best baby in the world,
I can't help feeling so proud.

Nichola Firth
March '99

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