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Stillborn How I anticipated your slightest move! Stood awkward and sideways, inches from the mirror. Imagined the swelling, romanced your growth. I even welcomed the nauseating waves... For I could truly feel your existence! Weeks passed and surely it was so! Every dream I had ever had Became my sweetest reality. You twisted and turned My insides almost out. Oh, how you filled me with such love! I stressed my every possible slight. Should your walls be pink or green or yellow? And carefully I chose an affectionate theme- The furniture, the clothes- your first everything. You continued to fill my deepest void. You hiccuped and flipped. You punched and kicked. Oh, how you made yourself known! I fell in love with your heartbeat! I chose your name. I counted days. I thanked the Lord above. 'Til one day contractions ripped at my being~ And I cursed the everything I had grown to love. I was numb with the drip Of Labor's high, That birthed you cold From my feverish womb. My wet warmth Barely swaddled you, Until the nurses wiped it away. And when I held you for the first time- I realized it would also be the last. My baby girl lay lifeless... Her cheek upon my breast. I never even heard her cry. What I would give to have had even that... I will always love you, Mommy © Copyright 2003 Amy Williamson (UN: aswan at Writing.Com). All rights reserved. Amy Williamson has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |