This is probably the saddest poem I have shared on this series! I don’t know if she spoke from her own realities or speaking from experiences from other women. Whatever the case, she captured this tragically beautifully (if that makes any sense at all).
‘What if men who claim to have the best pullout game are actually shooting blanks’ I’ve joked. Or what if women who have been taking contraceptives for many years decide to try for a baby once they get married only to find out they have fertility issues.
This is a real fear in today’s world where infertility issues are on a rise for various reasons.
I pray this poem isn’t anyone’s reality now or in the future.
I wanted to share this because I think it’s such an amazing poem.