Baby Girl

A midsummer night, a cool, salty breeze,

The sound of the gulls, and the rustle of leaves,

I held her so tight, never giving way,

Her life, all I could do for was hope and pray.

She was beyond repairable now, an angel with broken wings,

You made out the pure sorrow when she smiles or sings.

I knew the time was near, when I wouldn’t see here again,

I held extra tight, not sure of when.

Her hand slipped away, her soul ripped away from mine,

Little baby girl, in the sky, you will shine.

Reviews

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Oh! This broke my heart.
I don't have it in me now, to see the technicality.
It is a heart wrenching account of an unfortunate parent.
I send you courage and love.
May God bless her soul.