In memory of my Baby Daughter, Grace, who never was to be!!!
Born/Died 2nd Feb 1995
It’s so hard to describe, this feeling, this remembered emotion,
Like my heart being ripped out of my womb. My soul being torn apart,
My body losing a part of itself.
I could feel her head, a mass of silky dark hair ,
Her tiny, warm body, slowly turning cold.
As she was rudely, tugged into the cold, harsh, world.
The aching pains of my useless, endeavours at labour. Pushing her out into oblivion.
Knowing that I wouldn’t even look, I didn’t want to see her,
I knew the ghost of her memory, Would stay with me, For the rest of my life, for eternity.
So I closed my eyes, denied her, Turned my head away,
As they cut the cord of our connection, And her spirit left us.
They took her away, to discard her, Like a broken toy,
Incinerated as of no consequence, And no importance.
And left me, barren, With the ghost of my stillborn child.
Our little Grace
ode to our stillborn daughter 2.2.95
My heart is filled with sorrow,
Tears flow like milk,
From mothers breast,
Unfulfilled promise,
Of children died unblessed.
Those whove not remained,
To live a life of love,
To see the world,
And breathe the air
And smile the smile of love.
My heart is crying out,
The pain of mothers loss,
The tears still fall unchecked,
The tears of motherhood.
And now the time has come,
To put you in the past,
To remember that once you were there,
Inside my mind and heart.
And now your free of trouble,
At peace and far away,
In Gods holy bosom,
Watching us we pray.
Gone but not forgotten.... ~ Seaopal
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