An expensive overseas vacation,
An exclusive gym membership,
Drinking premium coffee,
Partying all night.
I imagined when my first infertility treatment was over.
Yet I lack
vacation days for vacation,
a body fit for gym membership
an understanding ear.
So I fill my poems with grief,
and send them out like birds,
Singing to my new Facebook friends,
and occasionally readers of poetry journals.
As I drink my premium coffee,
Slowly walking in a community garden in my hometown,
I pick out fresh tomatoes and cucumbers,
My basket is lined with hope.
God has answered our prayers! Baby Ianni will arrive in May 2019!