A budding cell growing from within
me; A heartbeat, a glance,
a wish, a hope, a miracle,
a life!
Within my womb my angel's
protected; Unknowing,
perfection, loving, abundant,
grateful.
Wonderment of life a bewildered
mother to be; Joyous, fearful
smiling, crying, laughing,
intrigued!
Precious soul bestowed to health
and growth; Unique, Gifted
humbled, A grace within
me!
A moment of disbelief this joy
was ended; so little,
so innocent, so tragic, so
sad.
A mother's turmoil of miscarriage
a burden within her soul; anger,
sadness, resentment, frustration,
despair.
Grateful I am for the moment
in my journey to have had
such a special
soul.
I grieved my lost angel and have
comfort in knowing; with time
the wounds will
pass.
I send you love my lost angel
in hopes you find serenity within
spirit and join the oneness
once more!
December 2, 2007
Taking a look back at my past writings in hopes to alleviate and spark my creativity again. My hope is to put them all in chronological order with a few of my personal photographs for inspiration. I'm also incorporating inspirational links and videos that I find truly uplifting in hopes that you find your inspiration and creativity as well! Thank YOU for stopping by :) Happy reading!
Showing posts with label loss. Show all posts
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Friday, June 13, 2008
Stood Up
Stood up, he stands out above all the rest.
Stood up, I shan't be budged from my perception.
Stood up, he speaks out against all who oppose him.
Stood up, I'm denied my true feelings of thought.
Stood up, he plays and smile and draws me in.
Stood up, I regret and weep and want him more.
Stood up, he overpowers my sensations and laughs.
Stood up, I curse in wallowed emotions of untamed convictions.
Stood up, he knows not nor does he seem to care.
Stood up, I crave his affection in anger and in hope...
Stood up, I'll never forget the feelings inside.
Stood up, forgettably unforgiving.
*January 1997*
Stood up, I shan't be budged from my perception.
Stood up, he speaks out against all who oppose him.
Stood up, I'm denied my true feelings of thought.
Stood up, he plays and smile and draws me in.
Stood up, I regret and weep and want him more.
Stood up, he overpowers my sensations and laughs.
Stood up, I curse in wallowed emotions of untamed convictions.
Stood up, he knows not nor does he seem to care.
Stood up, I crave his affection in anger and in hope...
Stood up, I'll never forget the feelings inside.
Stood up, forgettably unforgiving.
*January 1997*
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