My list

A baby, a husband, a ring, and a wedding is this the order things come in.
Turn this list round and round then you'll see the way things really comes in.

His baby is wonderful and it's mine.
He says he loves me so true I know.
I say I love him but my family says no.
Baby coming, I yell, I scream, Push it's here.
Girl or boy I don't know but it's the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

My baby, my husband, my ring, and my wedding now turn my list round and round you'll see the order things went in.

poem by Ashlie Ony
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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