The Woman Who Bleeds

For days every month I bleed For years and decades I bleed For the love of life I bleed For the duty of wife I bleed For my future heir I bleed For being a mother I bleed I turn a giver of life when I bleed But why am I dirty when I bleed?

Road to Motherhood

Singing in the rain, the angels set to work Brewing their cauldron with sweet and spice It’s a baby in making, their biggest perk Will it be a boy or will it be a girl, they wonder killing the lice Tears flow to miles, giving their eyes a gentle twerk That’s your baby, that’s your…