Empty
She ducked her head as she crossed the threshhold
She pushed through the crowd in the bitter cold
For what she was about to do she wasn't proud
The people with the signs were yelling, they were so loud
She went up to the desk to check in
She looked around desperate for a friend
This wasn't something she should be doing on her own
but she stood there realizing she was completely alone
She put on the robe as a tear fell from her eye
She laid where the doctor told her to lie
She closed her eyes as the needle went in
She prayed, " Lord, forgive me for my sin"
She woke up to bright lights and a paper gown
unconsciously, she looked down
She looked where her baby used to be
She had never felt so empty
Copyright © Susan Wilson | Year Posted 2006
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