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juliafletch


If anything could come to mind,

a job, the best that I could find,

I'd take my passion- heart and soul,

just to help a family grow.

No matter how much time it takes

late night hours with no sleep,

medical school for endless years,

if a mother can finally bear.

My heart melts at a babies face

looking at their mothers grace,

their fathers tears,

a new world.

But natural cannot arise for some,

and a doctors need will have to come,

with technology so new,

I would help a mother who..

wants a child in her arms

but with her genetics, can't go on.

A process where miracles come,

vitro fertilization.

No matter how long I'll study,

in debt, or heavy burden

make a mom and dad so happy,

even 100 years would be worth it.

 

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