Constance La France Poet Verse

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The Heart Never Forgets

I held my sweet baby close to my heart,
and when it was time, I placed him in his coffin bed.
An odd bed for a baby, perfect in every way,
     except he was born still and lifeless.
     I only need to close my eyes to see him,
     dressed in a christening gown and blue bonnet.
     He wore blue booties and held a tiny blue teddy,
                                 to stay with him forever, ever.
        What the eye sees, the heart can never forget,
           I visit him often and bring him a blue rose,
and each time, I leave a piece of my heart behind, 
I think soon, my heart will be completely empty.
I like to imagine that the Lord is holding him,
                                 and he has little wings fluttering,
        that my beloved surround him always,
          and one fine day, I will have him in my arms again.

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February 23, 2017


Poetry/Verse/The Heart Never Forgets
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Lynn Marie March 13, 2017 at 1:51 PM So heartbreaking. The emotions you pen are shattering yet you write so beautifully with raw, tenderness I feel to just be still. You convey a depth of pain like no other... I am grateful you write and share so generously :-) a fave, 7 many blessings and hugs to you :-) lynn

J. Amorose February 25, 2017 at 6:42 PM Wow, nice job. I see your viewpoint... And darn it do I have competition. (If you'd like, you can read mine.) ~Blue J. Amorose February 28, 2017 at 8:43 PM Sorry this is a bit late, but anytime. Constance La France February 26, 2017 at 9:33 AM Ambrose thanks for the wow and compliment

James Inman February 24, 2017 at 7:58 AM Sad, beautiful Write BW. Constance La France February 25, 2017 at 6:15 PM James, thanks for visiting, I can recall every single detail, and I think I will even I live to be one hundred.