A good friend advised me to explain the reason for my previous post. A poem entitled 'A Possibility' He suggested that Blogs are a place to share experiences and sometimes a place to receive support.
Two weeks ago, my son and his wife, the couple whose wedding last summer I so happily posted about, lost the baby that they had so excitedly looked forward to. The baby died in the womb and this was a terrible shock for them. This would have been my first grand child. I am so sad for my son and his new wife. I cannot imagine how they are feeling at the moment. For myself, well the poem says all that I need to say.
Monday, 23 February 2009
Friday, 20 February 2009
A possibility ..
Each tiny hand
with finger curled
each candy toe
with pearly nail
each downy arm
and chubby knee
sadly now can never be.
time will ease
the wish of you
and everything
you might have been
you've gone but
in my heart
your candle flickers
still, unseen.
with finger curled
each candy toe
with pearly nail
each downy arm
and chubby knee
sadly now can never be.
time will ease
the wish of you
and everything
you might have been
you've gone but
in my heart
your candle flickers
still, unseen.
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