Tuesday afternoon.
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.
Tomorrow is Tuesday.
The day I go to the doctor again.
The day we find out ...well...whatever we are going to find out.
Are we in the game or are we out?
Rhyming completely unitentional...
but at least I know I could potentially have a career in infertility greeting cards.
1 comment:
Call me after? I have a haircut at 9 am which means I'm done at 11? Child free until 12:30. Please? xoxo
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