With
three eggs in her nest
Awaiting
hatching in three days
She
savor the sweetness of three offspring
With
joy of being a mother of three
Then
comes the storm
That
blew away her dreams
Denied
her the joy of motherhood
Leaving
her with three wasted efforts
So
many things runs through her mind
What if I had a stronger nest?
What
if I put my eggs in three different nests?
What
if I used a friendlier three?
What
if, just what if?
She
ponders and wonders
At the turn of events
Oh
her disappointed hope
Oh
no, not from you she cried
Experience
now, her bitter lesson
But
she wipes her eyes to move on
Looking
at the sun for clarity
By
Bijimi Daniel Meindous.
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