After many years we were told
We would have a baby
To love and to hold.
Emotions dancing above the clouds
The miracle of birth
a swollen belly and love filled hands
a family making baby plans
a little life so tiny and yet so bold
dad wonders what baby will be
when grown and old. .
your room is a desert
and I silently weep
You left us to early
the pain runs deep.
I close my eyes and utter a prayer
All I want is my little one near
I rub my belly and your not there
I create a river
Started with a single tear
I feel so alone now that you’re gone
they say in time I will move on.
Coming to terms
Little love had to part
Now only to be held within my heart
I pray for heaven to send me a daughter or son
I have no preference for either one
Please send one that is healthy
to love and to hold
A baby that can grow and live to be old
(written by author)
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http://zombie-sheep-stock.deviantart.com/ (5 years and 1899 days ago)