My Baby Angel |
© 4th December 2015 by Vita Petraviciute |
In loving memory of Matas |
As soon as I saw the two red lines
I knew it was too good to be true, However, never in my mind Thought you’d have to go away. All the dreams and plans I had and made They all had to be thrown away, All the little boots, hats and toys They all had to be put away. I will never hear laugh and cry I will never hold you tight, I will never feel you touch me Or even call me mummy. 39 weeks I carried you They always seemed a lifetime, The day I heard the words ‘I’m sorry’ I realized that it was only such short time. No one knows the way I’m feeling Or that I cry each day, I’ve lost my little baby Who I’ve been longing for each and every day. 4th of December is the day I first saw your little face Your nose and cheeks, your little hands and feet, My baby you were perfect And there is nothing that I would ever change. Please know you’ll always be my baby angel For you my heart will always hold a place, Please know that Mummy and Daddy will forever love you And I know that you will forever feel the same. |