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My Dearest Naomi

A dot on a screen can bring such joy, In my heart you were a girl, Though he wanted a boy. Before I could see your sweet smile, In a flash you were gone. Somehow it was my fault, What could I have done? A mother’s worse nightmare, No body to bury. My own precious child, Unable to carry. Your father has forgotten, The rest of your family too, But your mother’s battered heart Breaks only for you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Date: 5/22/2016 5:30:00 PM
Faith, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*"
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