I sit and wait, gazing out at spring fog
Slowly, slowly, the time goes by as we wait
For our second baby to be born.
Listening for her heartbeat,
I sit and gaze at spring fog.
~stc
I sit and wait, gazing out at spring fog
Slowly, slowly, the time goes by as we wait
For our second baby to be born.
Listening for her heartbeat,
I sit and gaze at spring fog.
~stc