the world may never notice if a snowdrop never blossoms.
or even pause to wonder if the petals fall too soon.
but every life that ever forms, or ever comes to be.
touches the world in some small way, for all eternity.
the little one we long for was swiftly here and gone.
but the love that was then planted is a light that still shines on.
and though our arms are empty, our hearts know what to do.
every beating of our heart says of our love for you.
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An Empty Womb
Poetry"An Empty Womb" is a powerful and moving book that captures the raw emotions of pregnancy loss. It's a testament to the author's ability to articulate the pain and grief that many experience, offering solace and validation to those who have walked a...
