Impregnant Me

While I'm young, pour into me,Remove any blocked passages that may stop my infertility,Take away the reasoning of old age, give me youth and strength,So that I may bare fruit, be satisfied, and content.Anything in me that shouldn't be,Take it God, take it out of me.I don't want to miss this opportunity and you pass me for another,But I'm being open, able, and ready to be a mother.So cleanse and strengthen me so I may bare your children,That they may grow healthy and strong and not lead me to harsh feelings.All nine of them are a gift from above,But the greatest child of them all,The greatest is love. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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