August here you are
The last of my first trimester
How I already feel tired
How the hunger pangs drive me crazy
How the mornings are endless
I have grown some
Both physically, emotionally and in maturity
I understand my woman nature better
I understand my fellow women better
The real women, not the brats
I consider my self blessed
I have been singled out
To bring forth, a blessing
I love my life
I have graciously accepted
I am at peace, as I await.
The last of my first trimester
How I already feel tired
How the hunger pangs drive me crazy
How the mornings are endless
I have grown some
Both physically, emotionally and in maturity
I understand my woman nature better
I understand my fellow women better
The real women, not the brats
I consider my self blessed
I have been singled out
To bring forth, a blessing
I love my life
I have graciously accepted
I am at peace, as I await.