The blood that flows from between my thighs
Should have been our baby's cries
Instead it is my tears of shame
My sobs of anguish, my heartfelt pain
A blatant reminder of all I've lost
My baby, my true love, such a high cost
Here I am alone, sad and bereft
My heart is empty, there's nothing left
Just a searing pain that keeps me awake
Night and day I shiver and shake
In our short love affair new life was created
And then taken away by the people who made it
I long for our baby back in my womb
Instead of discarded in a surgical waste tomb
What would have happened had I said no?
Was this abortion a terminal blow?
Not just for our baby but for you and me
Could we ever have made each other happy?
I don't know the answers, I never have
But I still wish we were a mum and a dad
To that poor little baby who didn't ask to be conceived
He was created by love, by our passionate need
For each other, a love so real and strong
How and why did we get it so wrong?
I'm sorry sweet baby that you are not here
I will always love you and wish you were near
Letting you go was the worst thing I've done
I would have loved and doted on you, been the best mum
Your dad is so special, I hope you can see
Why all that has happened has devastated me
I've lost the one man I've ever truly loved
And I've lost our child to the heavens above
As I look at the blood that flows from my thighs
My tears will always mingle with our dead baby's cries...

Comments
celticman | August 28, 2010 - 20:15
This is a bit like eaves-dripping, very private, very personal, very brave.
francisraymonda... | August 28, 2010 - 21:52
laments on you.....an amazing piece of writing indeed
two_gents | August 29, 2010 - 01:16
This poem brings back to me a sharp shock from my granddaughter who has just lost a baby under similar circumstanses except for the reationship with the father is quite good. This birth would have made me a 'great granddad at 73 years old.
Highhat | August 29, 2010 - 10:29
A very strong piece.