I was twelve years old,
Sitting on the grass, Indian style.
I was thinking about having babies.
I didn't understand
How a baby would grow
In a woman's belly.
I figured it was a blessing
From Heavenly Father
That happens when
Women grow up and
Get married.
I had names for those babies
That never happened.
Sometimes, things don't happen
As planned.
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