Stillborn

Stillborn

A Poem by Val Dohren



Oh rest your head my little one
Upon a silken cloud
And let the angels cradle you
Wrapped in a golden shroud

In love, I bore your tiny form
So pure, so calm, so still
And gazed upon your precious face
My dreams ne`er to fulfill

I ached to see the breath of life
To hear the sweetest cry
Rise up within your silent breast
But so still you did lie

Then held you tightly in my arms
Pressed close against my heart
And wept an avalanche of tears
To know that we must part

And as the years pass by, my child
Your mem`ry will remain
No-one will ever understand
This everlasting pain.

You`ll always be a part of me
A gift from heaven above
And `though I`ll never hold your hand
You`ll always have my love

So rest your head, my little one
Upon a silken cloud
Within my dreams I`ll cradle you
My love for you avowed

© 2012 Val Dohren


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Added on September 5, 2012
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Author

Val Dohren
Val Dohren

Preston, Lancashire, United Kingdom



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