You walk the world cold-heartedly
not thinking to mourn
the life of which you chose to end
before it was even born.
What if it was a little girl?
She could have been your best friend.
Big blue eyes and piggy tails,
she could have had your grin.
Or what if it was a little boy
who loved his Mommy so..?
But Mommy didn't love him back,
she didn't let him grow.
She could have been a doctor,
and found the cancer cure.
He could have been a rock star,
and around the world he'd tour.
They could have cherry-topped the lives
of a loving couple somewhere
who tried and tried but couldn't seem
to have a child that was theirs.
But you're still "Mommy" either way,
so in heaven they'll wait for you.
To meet you, and hug you and hear you say
"My baby, I love you too."