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Where did my baby go?
by Connie Small
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A poem written by my heart, that my mind forgot. |
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September 16th, 2001
While looking through my oldest daughter Jen's memory book of Cassy, I read a touching poem. I asked her where she got it. She told me I wrote it. I have a vague memory of writing a poem after Cassy died, but I don't remember the words. But as I read this poem, I realized that even though I didn’t remember writing it, these words, these feelings, are mine. I share them with you now.
Only yesterday I held her in my arms
Admiring her perfect head and face
Ten fingers and ten toes
All dressed in satin and lace
She looked so very beautiful
Eyes so big and so dark
She was ever so special
Right down to her birthmark
Her smile would melt your heart
She'd woo you with her charms
She was so sweet and good
Lying contently in my arms
As she grew into a young girl
She'd often be silly and funny
A few times she'd be gloomy
But mostly she'd be sunny
Days turned into weeks
Weeks turned into years
I watched my baby grow
Through much laughter and tears
She turned into a young woman
I still want to protect her from harm
It's so hard to believe
Not long ago I held her in my arms
I think of this young woman
Wishing time would have went slow
Cause it's so hard to understand
Where did my baby go
Only yesterday I held her in my arms
Tear's falling I asked her
Where did my baby go
I saw her smile, heard her say
I'm right here you know
Heart breaking, tears falling, love everlasting,
Time taken away, not enough given
But I'm thankful for what time I had
And I'll see her in heaven
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| Reviewed by J M |
11/27/2006 |
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Welcome to the Den your poem touched me deeply I lost my firstborn only two days together I am thankful now that he is where he is and loved and he has not seen the world in the state it is as I watch my other children struggle with own families now. This is so heartfelt and precious.... God Bless
Joselyn |
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| Reviewed by Connie Faust |
11/26/2006 |
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From one Connie to Another, Welcome to the Den!
These first 2 poems I've read are sweet, sad, very, very touching. You have my sympathy in your great loss.
I'm glad you have been able to express your feelings in poetry. Once you have written your thoughts on paper, they can continue to minister to you.
God bless you,
Connie |
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