StillbornA Poem by Val DohrenOh 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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