A POEM

What Might Have Been

I close my eyes,
and I see your face,
or at least I imagine,
what you would have looked like.

Wrapped in a warm blanket,
little fingers, little toes,
I would promise,
to keep you safe from harm.

What would that day have been like?
Warm or cold?
Sunny or rainy?
Either way it would have been perfect.

Every night we would have cuddled,
laughed and giggled,
and played with you...
our bundle of joy.

But someone decided,
to keep you from us.
Coldly extinguishing
this joy from my body.

Who was it?
Who could be so cruel
to take away the one thing
we so patiently longed for?

What kind of God,
would allow an event,
of such sorrow and sadness,
to ever take place?

Please don't tell me,
to simply try again.
Please don't say,
there is a reason.

I cannot simply try again,
until I give proper time
to my would be first born.
And there is no reason,
that I can think of for this to happen.

Just allow me to close my eyes
and dream.
Dream of what should have been,
but will never be.

i dont know if this has been posted but i found it and thought i'd share it
Lucie xxxx