In shadows of time, her heart does wait,
A journey delayed, love’s uncertain fate,
Fear treads softly, whispers in her ear,
As she yearns for vows to alleviate her tears.
The clock ticks loudly, echoing her doubt,
Will motherhood’s gift remain elusive, without?
Her dreams of cradling a precious new life,
Haunt her deepest fears, cutting like a knife.
The whispers grow louder, voices unkind,
Friends and kin jest, their jests unrefined,
Pressure mounts, a weight she cannot bear,
Burdened by expectations, she’s trapped in despair.
But, dear friend, fret not, for you are strong,
Your worth and purpose, they’ve never been wrong,
Your path unfolds at its own gentle pace,
Embrace the journey, let fear find no place.
Your heart will blossom, love’s light will shine,
With or without vows, a child divine,
Trust in your worth, let your spirit be free,
For your story, dear friend, is yet to be.
So, cast away fears, let hope lead the way,
Embrace the unknown, let doubts gently sway,
Your marriage and you, a tale yet to be told,
With joy as your guide, your fears shall unfold.
