Still born

STILL BORN

I looked forward to your birth
Dreamt of holding you in my hands.
what blessing you would be.
But the nurse said stillborn.
I died.

Lay on the cold floor to ease the pain.
We were once one,
how come I breathed but you didn't?
Was the question that stayed in my head.

Today I heard a familiar piercing scream,
that shook the heavens.
But it didn't bring you to life.
It couldn't make you breath.
My next plan was to hold you tight,
maybe my heartbeat would bring life into you.
If you felt my anguish,
maybe you would wake up and erase my tears.
In vain were my efforts,
You never breathed.

So I sang a sad lullaby,
goodbye my angel.
Its hard to believe how you were almost min

Still born

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