The Love I Have For Alice

Far to beautiful to ever hide
Reflected in these tear filled eyes
Who am I to ever deny
The love I have for Alice

You lay still the day you were born
With the angel wings you adorned
In heaven they rejoice yet here I morn
Over the love I have for Alice

Inside of this mothers heart
Is where the memories of you are
With every beat it leaves a mark
Of the love I have for Alice

Eternal flame the sweetest fire
Burning true this hearts desire
Nothing for me is any higher, than
The love I have for Alice



I have a poet friend who's baby Alice was sadly still born...
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Turner Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 9:08 PM
I read this earlier, Mike. Having buried a child after living only 2 days, I usually do not comment on these kinds of poems. Too painful. You did an excellent job on an extremely sad subject. A wonderful tribute for a dear friend. You have a beautiful heart!
Hauser  Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 9:46 PM
I'm so sorry to hear that.... Thank you for the compliment
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 8:23 PM
This is more than a poetic gift and tribute, it is a piece of your tender heart Mike. It is very moving and beautiful! I am sure it meant a lot to her. 7 ; )
Hauser  Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 9:46 PM
Thank you
Marie Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 7:43 PM
A beautiful dedication, so lovingly written I feel teary. You have penned a timeless poem for your friend with immense heart and gentle care...poet to poet. I am so sorry for her loss. xxx blessings, lynn
Hauser  Avatar
August 27, 2016 at 7:51 PM
It is sad...thank you for your kind remarks
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