By Sharon Kivisto 
Standing by the door,
a mother and her friend.
Tears in my eyes~
this pain will never end.
A perfect healthy baby,
sitting in the cart.
Smiles & fun for everyone~
for me~ a broken heart.
I watched the happy mom,
as she proudly showed her friend,
her baby had a tooth~
...I had flowers in my hand.
She continued with her shopping,
her baby at her side.
I had to leave the store~
the tears I couldn't hide.
I quickly drove away,
...the flowers in my hand.
This broken heart will never mend~
I'll never understand.
A mom~ with her baby,
holds such blessings from above.
A smile, a cry, a tooth~
a baby she can love.
I hope she understands,
the blessings Our Lord gave.
...I have these flowers~
and a tiny little grave.