Joshua '08
I was born four months after;
Brother Joshua passed.
Mummy’s angel allowed no space,
For me to nuzzle on breast.
But, he lay beside me every night,
Waiting for her to stir.
Only we know she never came.
I have Daddy’s eyes.
Who’s eyes did Mummy see,
As you gazed your last?
Daddy’s baby girl left no room for grief,
Inside his mending heart.
But Mummy wept,
And her tears still stain our blankets.
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