Miscarriage: A Poem by Claireby Ellen DuBois on 05/21/12
I hope you are doing well. The best you can. I am so sorry for your loss. I know the sting miscarriage leaves behind and the road to healing you're traveling is often difficult. You'll get there, in time, and I am right here to listen, care, share. So are the other women and their families who have taken the time to post on MiscarriageHelp.com.
I've had several emails with a woman named Claire, who has been struggling for the past three years since her miscarriage. I am deeply touched by her open heart, her willingness to share, and her positive words about I Never Held You and how it's helped her.
I am equally touched by a poem she wrote, and I'd like to share it with you:
"I did write a poem yesterday actually and i'd really like to share it with you..."
Written by Claire:
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 love you, my little baby, my companion of the night.
Wandering through my lonely hours, all beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before you ever were born.
To live the lvely night of life, but never see the dawn?
My little baby! You lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain and then like yours, it's done.I love you, my little baby! Just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less i think of you.
The angel of my tears.