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The waiting child
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I saw you meet
your child today |
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You kissed your baby joyfully |
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And as you walked away with her |
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I played pretend you'd chosen me |
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I'm happy for the baby,
yet |
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Inside I'm aching miserably |
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I want to plead as you go by |
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"Does no one want a child of three?" |
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I saw you meet
your child today |
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In love with her before you met |
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And as I watched you take her out |
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I knew it wasn't my turn yet |
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I recognize
you from last year! |
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I knew I'd seen your face before! |
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But you came for a second babe |
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"Does no one want a child of four?" |
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I saw you meet
your child today |
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But this time there was something new |
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A nurse came in and took my hand |
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And then she gave my hand to you |
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Can this be
true? I'm almost six! |
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And there are infants here you see? |
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And then you kissed me and I knew |
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The child you chose this time was me.
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B r a zi l i a a n t j e s
