Tuesday, May 22, 2012

MY UNBORN CHILD


I ask God,"What makes a Mother?" doesn't A Mother have a baby? This we know is true, But, God, can you be a mother When your baby's not with you. How was it to be that I now am robbed of such joy? Of watching you grow or finding out if you’re a girl or boy. Never did I get to hear your cries or even see your tears,How do you love a person, who never got to be, or try to envision a face you never got to see?How do you mourn the death of one who never got to live.When there's nothing to feel good about and nothing to forgive? I am just left here now with pain and few memories, Of the days that were happy with you inside of me.For you were loved and wanted oh so much, What I would give just to have felt your touch.The hours crawl by yet the time does not seem to slow, I want to scream out to the world you are gone, why don’t they know? How is the world still turning when I feel it should have stopped? Why are people laughing and living when it feels like I can not? Not enough tears can be shed to express the love we have for you,
No words can describe what we all wanted to be able to do.I would have just held you and breathed in your sweet smell, Shouted with joy and phoned all the people we wanted to tell.
But nothing will ever erase those sixteen weeks we had together,For a piece of my heart you now hold always and forever.


 



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