03-14-19

Miscarriage

If I had had one week more,

I would have known

What gender you would be.

But one week prior,

You took a breath

And then no more.

I left the hospital in tears

Without a baby to hold

But gained a baby girl in heaven.

They say mother's are supposed to know

With some sixth sense

What they're carrying.

Well, I always believed you were a little girl

Who would grow up

To a beautiful young woman.

I think secretly your father wished for a boy

So he wouldn't be outnumbered

Two to one.

But I know he would have loved you

No matter what gender you were-

You would be Daddy's little girl and my world. 

You may be lost

But never forgotten.