I wish I could blow air into your little lungs,
the day my daughter brought your stillborn body into this world.
Hold your little body warm,
And tell my little girl you have her cute little nose…
Count your little fingers while you hold them tight,
And tell my little girl you got the cutest little toes...
Look into your daring eyes,
And tell my daughter you got her brown beautiful eyes...
Sadly it’s not like that.
How can I tell my daughter everything will be all right?
When a piece of me also died that day; March 25, 2013
O’ how I wish, you entered this world crying.
Instead, we were the ones left in tears of sorrow.
How I wish you could be,
and not this feeling you left without being or seeing our eyes.
How I wish, God could explain why o' why o' why?
I wish I could find the reasons now, and not wait until I die.
Most of all I WISH Mommy could fix this.
In memory of my grandson, Bael Lesley
Emotions- Grieving, lost feelings, pain, confusion, lament, mourn, sorrow