A Poem

edited September 2012 in Loss
When a child so precious finds it's way
A mother will soon be here to stay
And in my hopes, wishes, and prayers
The gift of a child so sweet and dear
Is one to treasure through thick and thin
From the beginning, until the end
When angels came within the night
My love for you soon turned to fright
I know that once I have conceived you
Now my lord has received you

-S.M.T. 1986
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