An Unspeakable Hurt

Sleeping in your crib, you were curled onto your side, A thumb inside your mouth, a blanket cuddled in your arm. Only 18 months old, your baby blue eyes so beautiful, How could anyone bruise you this way, your innocence lost, Who was it who hurt you like this, if only you could talk. You take a bottle from me and nuzzle into my grasp, I want to protect you from any more harm and pain, All I can do right now, is love and care for you with all I have, And give your medications that will make you strong again. So I kiss you good night and place you back in your crib, May your night be filled with good fairies and sweet dreams. Then Social Services will take you away when you are well, I only hope and pray that you will be safe now forever more. **A true story from my Nursing career working in Pediatrics. Written by Lee Ramage September 19, 2011 For Debbie Guzzi’s contest “Children” Won 8th place
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Perna Avatar
July 26, 2024 at 3:12 PM
Sorry you went through that. I can relate but because I was an abused child many decades ago there was no help back then I still feel the pain. I pray for all abused children. You are a lovely person and poet!
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March 5, 2024 at 3:49 PM
Dear Lee, I hope to see some new posting from you. . You have a God given gift to share with all the people from around the world here at the soup. This from your forever friend, Elaine
Ramage Avatar
March 5, 2024 at 8:11 PM
Thank you for such kind words, I don’t think I deserve. This is a hard time for me so hopefully I’ll find this therapeutic. Thank you for your sincere and inspiring encouragement. I’m back on Poetry Soup.
George   Avatar
March 3, 2024 at 5:33 PM
Dear Lee, Number one in my books.
Ramage Avatar
March 4, 2024 at 6:34 PM
You are so kind and positive in all your comments. As I said this was a true story. thank you for you loving words.
Murray Avatar
July 27, 2012 at 5:51 PM
God bless you do the job you do and for writing this poignant piece... it certainly brought tears to my eyes. It is comforting to know there are people in the world like you who care for the wounded and nurture helpless children
Ramage Avatar
July 27, 2012 at 5:54 PM
You are so very kind. My patients give more to me, than I to them. thank you so much for your kind words. Lee
Williams Avatar
October 9, 2011 at 12:36 AM
beautiful
Wesley Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 12:27 PM
Being a nurse is not easy, I do relate and the truth of what you say is not easy to bear either. Thank you for posting this -
Ramage Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 2:43 PM
thanks Elizabeth, your comments are greatly appreciated. Lee
Johnson Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 1:55 AM
What a lovely poem, Lee. I have of course heard of abused children but have never had one in my care. How there can be monsters in the world who would hurt a child in any way is beyond my understanding. I pray he has no lasting effects from this. I also pray that your health is bettter. I have noticed in some of your comments that you say you have not been feeling well. Love, Joyce
Ramage Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 2:43 PM
Thanks Joyce, appreciate your comments. I am sick and will not be posting poems for awhile. thanks Lee
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September 22, 2011 at 9:51 PM
A very sad and moving write on some of the difficult things you must see as a Nurse it's got to be really hard for you sometimes. Congratulations on your win. Love Alexa
Ramage Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 2:44 PM
THanks Alexa, it is really hard, but I consider it much more difficult to those that I care for, so my concerns are little. Love lee
Dietrich Avatar
September 22, 2011 at 1:44 AM
HEY HEY, congratulations!! I knew you would be on the list! I see you have a soupmail for me. I 'll go read it and then I'm getting off here. Luv, Andrea
Haick Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 6:35 PM
Congratulations on your awesome win in Deb's "Children" Contest, Lee. We don't understand and perhaps never will, why anyone would hurt a child; but can only pray for a better day...someday. And do wha we can in our world. Thanks for sharing this. Love, Annalise
Ramage Avatar
September 22, 2011 at 12:00 AM
Thanks Annalise, it just makes me ache inside seeing these things. Lee
Nair Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 9:48 AM
Congrats, Lee, on your win..how sad and worried u make us with these great lines
Ramage Avatar
September 22, 2011 at 12:00 AM
It is sad and worries me terribly. Thank you for your kind words. lee
Brown Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 9:39 AM
Congratulations on your win in this contest Lee. Love, Carol
Ramage Avatar
September 22, 2011 at 12:01 AM
Thanks Carol, this just breaks my heart but I could not reveal all details. Lee
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September 20, 2011 at 10:40 PM
Such a sad story. Congrats on your win! Kim
Guzzi Avatar
September 20, 2011 at 8:11 AM
Yes even those slight changes made it more immediate and there is no way to know which damaged child you speak of dear so all is well, it will speak for all children who have been wounded. light & love
Ramage Avatar
September 20, 2011 at 8:23 AM
Thanks for your expertise, always appreciated. Lee
Guzzi Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 4:15 PM
Soup Mail
Ramage Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 6:52 PM
Thanks Debbie, I sent you a soup mail! Lee
Kearley Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 1:38 AM
:*(
Ramage Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 4:39 AM
How true. Lee
Dietrich Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 1:18 AM
Boy, all the sadness you must have seen as a nurse! Very good entry to Deb's contest, Lee. I think this is just what she is looking for!
Ramage Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 4:40 AM
Thanks for your kind comments Andrea. I hope Deb likes it, if you can like this type of poem. Lee
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