March 21, 2010

A poem

I wrote this poem while I was in the hospital listening to other babies being born...

In The Still
In the still of the night
A baby cries
Hurt.
In the still of the night
Another baby fusses
Upset.
In the still of my room
I ache for my baby.
Heartbroken.
In the still of my baby's heart
No life. No hurt. No upset. No heartbreak.
Born Still.

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