Small Seed

One and only, great sweet dream
Lullaby, my sun beam
Moonlight’s music, sky’s first kiss
Stars and magic, my one bliss
You’re just a little seed; you’ll grow into your skin
And be filled with love from both hearts within
You’re just a tiny seed deep within the soil
I only hope that you didn’t spoil
I dreamt that you grew as tall as a tree
I dreamt that you were always there with me
But dreams don’t always become true
And I have never got to be with you
You’re just a seed; you’ll grow up very strong
I only wish that I wasn’t wrong
You’re just a small lovely seed 
In four months you started to bleed
My one and only, hold me very tight
I only wish that everything was right
Lovely infant, dear young dream
Golden daylight, my sun beam
You are the reason that I will always cry
Why did you ever have to say goodbye?




Dying more than ever before
Every time I miss you more
A first child that wasn’t born
Dead, now all I do I mourn

Baby only four months old
A treasure I never got to hold
Big hole in my heart tonight
Yelling “Why didn’t you hold me tight?”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Zerbst Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 6:38 PM
Some very heartfelt couplets here. I am honored that you entered my contest with this poem. In case you are interested, there is a blog with further comments on the contest.
Jones Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 8:13 AM
A sad heartfelt ache I can relate to....a deserving win....God bless
Guzzi Avatar
April 19, 2013 at 6:26 PM
Congrad's on Your Win. Light & Love
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April 19, 2013 at 10:18 AM
Julie, Congratulations :-) with your awesome win in Isaiah's "Pull the Wool Over My Eyes!" : > LINDA < :
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