Triolet

All I want is a baby to hold 

A little baby with a little head and black hair

I will be the happiest woman in the world

Have a baby is not like to have money or gold

All I want is a baby to hold!

"You will have a baby" an inner voice told

All I want is a baby to hold

A little baby with a little head and black hair.

 

The End

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