”Twas the night before maternity leave came to a head
Oakley and Wyatt were asleep in their bed
The bags were all packed with diapers and snacks
In hopes that tomorrow wouldn’t be be whack
Thoughts of tomorrow filled their mom’s head
While worries and fears remained unsaid
Wide awake and anxious as ever
Praying they would all survive tomorrow’s endeavor
How would her babies fare?
Even though they’d be in good care
Only time will tell
If tomorrow will go extremely well
For now we wait and pray
That tomorrow will be a great day
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