Bette Bavington Poet Villanelle

A Life Is a Life

A life is a life no matter how small.
Today I cry for the unborn child
A baby who didn't make it at all
Still attached in the womb was a recall
That left the mother with out a child.
A life is a life no matter how small
A baby who's name never made it to land fall
Or to the live births to be filed.
A baby who didn't make it at all
Whose mother is wrapped in her shawl
Chilled.
A life is a life no matter how small
Oh! God. I know you'll consol
And help her rebuild.
She'll always remember a baby who didn't
Make it at all.
Yet, she'll be a mother again to a healthy baby
With a strong squall.
Then this mother will be fulfilled.
A life is a life no matter how small
I cry for a baby who didn't make it at all.

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Caren Krutsinger January 25, 2019 at 1:33 AM This is so poignant and sad and true, and sad, and so so so so sad. I cannot help but climb in and out of sad, for I can feel it, and hear it screaming from this poem. You have done sad a justice indeed, honoring her as well as the lives who do not make it. Bette Bavington January 25, 2019 at 8:06 AM Thank you Caren. I believe that like me there are so many women who go through this. It is not easy. Yet, God helps us to move on.

Mystic Rose Rose January 24, 2019 at 11:57 AM Lovely sentiments, very deep with a hopeful wisp at the end, I like that. Thanks for sharing the heart ache and the hope xo Bette Bavington January 24, 2019 at 12:03 PM Thank you.

Heidi Sands January 23, 2019 at 6:02 PM A poem filled with truth and compassion. Well written :) Bette Bavington January 23, 2019 at 6:11 PM Thank you. It means a lot.