Baby girl

by Pauline
(Perth, WA, Australia)

With your loss I come crashing down

broken, removed completely from all that was before,
struggling for understanding, desperate for release from deep and wrenching waves of pain
as were you.

Not so different then
my loss of you, your loss of yourself.

When then will healing come? Has yours begun? Please, I hope it's so.

Mine is long away I know, for guilt and sadness daily grow,
as do the shining lights in the eyes of your child,
now mine.

With him, pain and sorrow now entwined - wages of failing to care for thyne, own self.

Forgive me.