To all of us experiencing infertility . a poem.
I’ll hold your hand when tears fall.
Even if I don’t know you at all.
We can cry together, as we fall.
Deep down in an eternity of infertility’s hell.
But we will stand strong once again
When we see our peaks rise again.
And when the next time comes by
When our lines do not shine
I’ll be there once again to hold your hand .
And cry.
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