Pregnancy Loss Poem

[larisa]

I thought of you and closed my eyes; and prayed to god today I asked what makes a mother and I know I heard him say.. A mother has a baby, this we know is true. But god can you be a mother, when your baby's not with you?
Yes you can, he replied with confidence in his voice I give many women babies, when they leave is not their choice. Some I send for a lifetime; and others for a day and some I send to feel your womb, but there's no need to stay.
I just don't understand this god, I want my baby here he took a breath and cleared his throat; and then I saw a tear. I wish I could show you, what your child is doing today if you could see your child smile with other kids and say "we go to earth to learn our lessons of love and life and fear, my mommy loved me oh so much, I got to come straight here..
I feel so lucky to have a mom, who had so much love for me I learned my lesson very quickly, my mommy set me free. I miss my mommy oh so much but I visit her each day when she goes to sleep, on her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek; and whisper in her ear mommy don't be sad today, i'm your baby and i'm here." so you see my dear sweet one, your children are okay your babies are here in my home; and this is where they'll stay. They'll wait for you with me, until your lesson is through and on the day that you come home; they'll be at the gates for you.
So, now you see what makes a mother, it's the feeling in your heart it's the love you had so much of; right from the very start.
-Anonymous

[Nicole]

Another poem.

"A Pair of Shoes"
I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some woman are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don't hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

-Anon