GOODBYE MY CHILD
My Child,
I held you inside of me so tight,
Fighting your lose through the night
of pain, of fear and fright.
I dreamed of our loving,
your holding me holding you.
I dreamed of our loving,
as fathers and mothers do.
I have not loved you less
for not receiving your embrace.
I have not memorized you less, my child,
for not seeing your hands and face.
So, I give to you what I have:
My tears, my prayers, my grief.
In His arms you will find
His love and sweet relief.
Goodbye, my child,
I wait to hold you tight
When my faith will be sight.
(I wrote this poem in the early 1980's
for a friend. In the late 1980's, after
I had 4 healthy labor and deliveries,
I experienced my own 3 miscarriages)
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Comments: 7
though i had four healthy children, the lose of my three was very sad. i do believe though that it is harder when there are none at home, when women experience one miscarriage after another.
after my second miscarriage they wheeled me into the recovery room. they'd done a c n c. i woke up rubbing my tummy, saying,'my baby, my baby.' Interesting how the doctors and nurses avoided me during that time.
God has given me his comfort, a wonderful husband and four children. I'm thankful.
I'm going to post a poem in a day or so. by one of my favorite poets, Christina Rosetti
thank you for your comment