A Childless Woman

A childless woman is carrying my pain Rapt in her own white shawl she's out in the rain She's crying to a hollow that's buried deep in my soul She's crying for a baby; guess simply to call it hers & hers alone. A childless woman drenched to the bone Walks around endlessly weeping alone! Whilst, here in the mirror looking straight back at me Is a reflection of the father I too never did see? A childless woman is rocking herself to sleep Dreaming one day, she'll also stroll with pram across the street. With a baby of her very own a fat little cherub baby. With two bright, glistening blue button eyes. Gazing up to the goodness, which looks down from the skies? A childless woman now she's only got a short grip on life Wants to be a good mother and an even better wife. A childless woman now she's only one wish, to command A crying little infant, oh wouldn't that be grand. Rapt in a shawl oh, he's so tender and meek He's got ten little toes on two little feet To one day walk down yours and our streets. Written 19/01/2000 edited 27/01/2016