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My Sweet Little Ellie I bellowed out a great big shout a hand upon my womb. For I did know, without a doubt that she had gone too soon. I settled down upon the ground doubled over and cried. For in my heart I was for sure my little one had died. The doctor came to me that night confusion in his eyes. For no one ever knew I held this child of mine inside. Child, for I am not forsaken pregnant? Bare your belly. T’was the first I’ve ever shown my sweet little Ellie. For shame had filled me day and night over what I had done. A simple pleasure of delight fathered, a child of one. Dishonor to my family's name disgrace upon my face. For months anger had filled my heart now sorrow takes its place. I held onto nothing but guilt and none of happiness. I never looked beyond the shame and saw that I’d been blessed. So now the preacher comes to me in the mist of the night. To let me know my sweet Ellie sits on the lap of Christ. Her eyes they will not blink at me her smile I will not see. I know that my sweet little one will never cry for me. I did not make the best of it I could not set aside. The anger, guilt and shame I felt my selfishness and pride. Between this mother and her child Time has come to an end. With no chances to start over For time I can not bend. So now I send my sweet Ellie up to the Lord above. And sit down here upon this earth knowing a mother's love. |