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I know a little lady
Who lives in a very little house.
She sleeps a lot, but when she’s awake,
She moves about, kicking the walls.
Why does she kick the walls?
Is she livid?
Is she ecstatic?
Is she mad?
I cannot tell.
I say I know her, and so I do,
Though I have never seen her.
She’ll be moving soon,
And though she may not like the move,
I doubt she’ll want to go back
To her very little house.
Originally posted on The Abundant Heart.
This is such a cute poem. My son is 14 and sometimes I wish I could turn back time and that he was back into his little house. I could have it all over again.
I know the feeling. I enjoyed being pregnant so much that I seriously considered being a surrogate mother for women who couldn’t get pregnant.
Lovely poem. I was very comfortable and happy with my two boys ‘in utero’.
Love it ❤️
Thank you
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