“Oh! think I can't of resilience, "thought she,
To wifely work from my decision,”
Staring at the scenes unspeakable,
Staged within the concrete structure,
Called home holding beings three,
During many days rolled in series
With stops or pauses totally nil,
Till recently, as just has passed that time.
Dreamy was her entry into the house,
With a feeling that the cloud nine
Has opened its gate before her
In its warmly welcoming arms
And was attested that to be true
Through stages numerous of
Acceptance hearty offered to her
By her own adored partner.
Crowded clouds in bundles owned
her beloved spouse on the visage,
Their little darling when sped
A month or more early to come out
Widely opening the comfy womb
that was his cradle for eight months,
For witnessing the wonders around
Leaving his destined term unfinished.
Paid her husband no heed at all
To what opined the doctor vividly,
As already had the seed of suspicion
Taken its very root in his mind,
And screams and shrieks in masses
Boomed within the walls dwelling
Swallowed it and sometimes retorted
She to prove that chaste she was.
Despite the aches and pains suffered,
Desired she, for her prized dear;
to wait and see if time would erase,
The traces of doubt that shadowed her glee.
But alas! Couldn’t she endure it,
The move from him for ‘DNA’ test,
Stiff step of leaving the line took she
clasping dearly, her little darling.
