In loving tender memory of
my precious baby, lost at five weeks.
by Melanie
Gone to Heaven Before Your Birth
(Miscarriage at 5 weeks)
We danced together in the lull of a windstorm
You, my perfect tiny feather
fragile and trembling.
I felt you
living
warm and sweet...
my breasts swelling belly
I knew your soul
dreamed of your lifetime.
As I slept we flew through nights sky
and when you slipped away
I fell to earth.
by Melanie
Sorrowfully, we lost our second baby
on Valentine's Day, 2000. We have
no living children.
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