My infertility poem

I pray that my infertility washes away as I get to hear your heart beat beating away. I pray that I get to hold you in my arms

And have your hands surrounding mine. I would hold you so tightly, you are the light that brings happiness and joy into my life. My infertility is curse and I may never get the chance to met you,

but one day I pray for a miracle and my answers to be heard, can I please be blessed with a baby as I cry a tear each month or year a single line is unbearable only a mother who has lost a child and begs for second chance she would love unconditionally no questions asked.