Healing Words

His voice breaks, Of Course I'm hurting - Our Baby died, and I have to sit by Watching you curled over in pain And there is nothing I can do No matter how much you try to say your okay. Of course I think about it - What would he have looked like, Would he have grown up to be athletic, Would he have your heart and your eyes, But when I think about it it kills me inside. He pulls me close and holds me against his chest, Do not blame yourself, no one could have helped it, We'll try again someday, when we're more prepared, I love you, I love you so damn much. And the pain eases, just a little, but it eases.