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October 16th, 2006, 10:16 PM
#11
To those who look away
When I grow teary-eyed in the baby department
Look a little deeper
Surely you have some compassion in your heart
To those who change the subject
When I speak my daughter's name
Change your way of thinking
It might just change your whole life
To those who roll their eyes
And say that we barely had her at all
So how could we miss her so much?
In our hearts we have seen her live a thousand times
We have seen her first steps, first day of school
Her wedding and her children
We have had her forever in our minds
To those who say “you’ll have another”
We may and we’ll thank God for that every day
But even if I have 20 more babies
I will forever have one who is not here
And that is one too many
To those who say get on with my life
I have. It is a different life
The life of a grieving mother
Do not judge the bereaved mother
She comes in many forms
She is breathing but she is dying
She may look young but inside she is ancient
She smiles but her heart sobs
She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works,
She is but she is not – all at once
She is here but part of her is somewhere else – for eternity
Author Unknown - changed to her/she/daughter
Last edited by Baby~amore`; October 16th, 2006 at 10:22 PM.
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