Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

Mehan

For a patient whose child was ill at birth.

Every cell in my body cries.
I want to reach out, embrace you and
tell you I care.
I feel your pain, I know your needs,
but I cannot find a way to comfort you.
I watch the sun at dusk and sense
its strength, and know it will rise again.

1991

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