This is fiction, its just me putting myself in another's shoes for a short time. I'm sure somewhere out there this poem is all too real...
Silent tears fall
On a white sterile gown
Shadows lurking
They don’t make a sound
Mothers passing
Laughing in the hall
Beaming Dad’s
Standing proud and tall
No one notices my
Dark, lonely room
The shades pulled down
Trying to hide the gloom
Empty arms aching
I will never be the same
On this cold day in hell
When the doctors came
Such grief on their faces
I knew my baby had died
My heart shattered
As I broke down and cried
A baby boy I heard
One of the doctors say
My heart grew numb
As they turned and walked away
Everyone is hurrying
How can this be
When this pain is
So deep inside of me
How can everything go
On just like before
When I can’t hold my baby
Or feel anymore
In anquish I scream
In despair I cry
How can life be so cruel
To let my baby die
Leaving the hospital
In a worn old wheelchair
I hang my head
As the mother’s stare
The hardest thing
That I’ve ever done
Is going out these doors
Without my son
I agree with Liana, Excellent!!! I couldn't even imagine the pain and anguish of such a nightmare. Beautifully written. May God bless you every day of your life.
For not experiencing such a loss you expressed the pain very well, I have not experienced such a loss either, but I can tell you from what others have told me that you are right on this one, well done Linda
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Linda,
Having faced the loss of a stillborn baby in my life, I can tell you that all of the agony and loss you write of is very accurate. I will write of my loss some day, when the time is right. Thank you for offering your heartfelt poem, it touched me deeply.
Linda, such an amazing way you wrote about such a tragedy. I cannot imagine being in this woman's shoes...how sad, but how well you wrote these feelings down, made me feel like I was right there.
Kimberly has gone from a well-paid female executive one minute to a desperate woman the next. Thinking her day can't possibly get any worse, she finds out how wrong she is when she goes home. The only way to set things straight is to get even.
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here at AD.Love, Rosie
Sheila
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This is truly moving.
John
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Having faced the loss of a stillborn baby in my life, I can tell you that all of the agony and loss you write of is very accurate. I will write of my loss some day, when the time is right. Thank you for offering your heartfelt poem, it touched me deeply.
Joy L. Hale
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
I've done this, Linda, five times.
Blessings,
Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :( +Tears!+
Peace and Love
Tony
Anna