Love Poem: The Empty Stroller
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Written by: Edward Hill

The Empty Stroller

This stroller that I have pushed
with my babies tucked inside,
Has now become vacant
their mother causing us to divide.

The seasons have come and gone
and for reasons to her are known.
My stroller still remains empty
and my children have now grown.

This stroller that I speak of
is what others call their heart
And it shall continue to remain empty
as long as we're apart.