Grief & Loss

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Younger Days

As my mind dances back to what once was I think of the way it all should have been I dream of being born as a prince on a foreign shore Perhaps even royalty in the house of Bangalore Or even... [more]

Longing

The longing to cradle my firstborn in my arms to gently touch her toes with my fingertips her toes delicately curled like the center of a snapdragon. Now come the tears of pain and loss..... [more]

Lavender Blue

Of faintest brushed hue ...in mood lavender blue Tangled emotions, bewildering pain If I could be granted only "one chance" again Days run to eves On nights air my heart grieves No... [more]

Jenny Kristine

I think that's how I spelled your name. Doesn't matter - they changed it, I was told. I was seventeen and silly and weak. You can't bring any baby home, they told me. So I had my three hosp... [more]

Grief

For a moment, I am unable to grasp it. Instead it grasped me like vines twisting tightly from tree to tree in an overgrown foreign jungle. Time was no longer. Like a log floating down a... [more]

Expressing Feelings

Seems one event Set the pace for my life You see, I was a Mother Before I was anyone's wife Not of a child I could kiss, hug and hold Just keep in my heart And treasure like gold Days s... [more]

Dream Mother

Before you were whole & really alive I dreamt of you & I together forever That dream was shattered by a tugging to real to be imagined they were taking you from you tearing my insi... [more]

Do I Miss You?

Do I miss you? Everyday Do I love you? Everyway When I see the first dawn's light I think of you all tucked in tight When I hear the first winds blow I remember the sounds of your first hel... [more]

Blood Mother Farewell

(Dedicated to my children) I've carried you beneath my heart, and now must let you go. There is no final comfort in decision; for I know that you will not remember this, or me, as I do you.... [more]

Birth Parent Grief

My nights were broken Split by the wail of my phantom baby's cries Half asleep I would stumble to the crib that wasn't there Awake Aware now I would return To my bed With empty,aching, arm... [more]


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