You were gone too soon,
You never made it safe into my arms.
You stopped appearing in my dreams as well.
The sound of your tiny feet pit patterning against the floor, was gone.
The way you got flour into your hair with daddy and looked at me with those big innocent eyes of yours.
When you ran to me after the tickle monster attacked you, we hid from him in our little fort.
All those dreams, were gone.
You were a miracle wrapped in a tragedy.
I could feel it, I could feel your little fingers wrap around my thumb as if you were still here.
You had mommy's heart, forever yours to hold.
I love you.
Mommy dearly loves you, even if I will never get the chance to hold you in my arms.
I will always love you.
I'm sorry, Daddy will never get to know that your existence.
He never knew that you were ever planted to begin with.
Daddy could never know, I'm sorry baby girl.
YOU ARE READING
Bewildered Truth.
PoetryI'm just a child who writes as if tomorrow is my last day on earth. A child whose style does not consist of short skirts and pink make up, but of pens and notebooks. My mind is as ease once the ink hits the paper, every thought lingering around my m...
