Poem: The Waiting Game

The waiting game nobody sees

The emotional high and low

Of counting and tracking and hoping

That its our time to start to show

Those plastic tests hold all our hope

As we sit and watch and wait

For two pink lines or a digital note

That new life is in our fate

But all the tests that come back no

Feel like a knife in my heart

That sinking feeling of a negative test

Another month passes with no start

“Wait for Gods timing!”

“His plan is always best!”

Is much easier to say

When your heart isn’t ripping out of your chest

But I keep going

Even when all hope has flown

That there will one day be a time

When I hold a baby of my own