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A mother remembers

Touching her round belly

Joy, mixed with fear always racing through her veins

A great day was soon to come

A day when heaven would open its gates

And release an angel

All in heaven would mourn

As they are departed from a precious friend

And a mother sheds her own tears

As she receives God's gift

Where heaven lose one she gains one

 

Eight years later

A mother touches her flat stomach

Sadness, darkness, and confusion race through her veins

An unusual silence spreads across the sky

A day where heaven rejoice

As an angel returns

 

A mother sinks into a muddy slate

Where her daughter rest

And so does a part of her soul

Emptiness harvest her spirit

And destroys her hope

As she eternally long

To hold her angel once more

 

 

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was heart-breaking. A genuine struggle of the human spirit.
Your words have amazing depth and feeling.