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Still Born

They told me you were nothing more 
then a fetus aborted and that your heart 
was no longer beating like it should 
where to my baby, where to ?

I had dreams for you and I precious & dear  
but 8 weeks of life is all you had my babe  
I wonder where that God is now and why
he took your life away, at sunsets glow 

The cradle will be empty come December 
and my arms will not forget the ache 
my heart is torn in two, my minds an ember 
where to my baby, where to ?

They told me to go home and wait for it 
Ten days of holding you inside oh how I cried 
You never had a chance to see the day but I , 
I will remain strong , I must this May 

Cuz heart that break to mend and in the end, 
I pray that your an angel watching to defend
My mind is torn in two, my minds an ember 
where to my baby , where to?


*  A poem I wrote for a  friend 
who is losing her baby 
You know who you are,
 I love you,  L.  xo 
 



 


 


Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 5/20/2019 4:50:00 AM
It is always a pity when a baby dies even at birth. A sensitive poem. Hugs xx
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Date: 5/19/2019 7:09:00 PM
'you never had a chance to see the day' - that line is so evocative of sorrow, so touching-
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Date: 5/18/2019 4:13:00 PM
wrenching to lose a sweet life... your heart wrote this compassionate lines, vie... an empath and loving pal you are!.. huggs
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Date: 5/18/2019 7:25:00 AM
So sad..so tragic when parents face this..you are such a dear friend Pixie.
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