Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems - The Loneliest of Grief Comes Later

The Loneliest of Grief Comes Later

By Jacqueline Savageau

In memory of Amanda Leigh Savegeau

I pace, pace, pace
pace the floor
wondering, is anyone left?

Anyone who I can call
and cry and say how much
I miss my daughter, I miss her!

The pain is so lonely
and nobody understands, not truly.
They are sick of my tears.
My grief is mine alone
three months have gone and they think
I should be over you by now.

I miss your not being here,
I miss your kicks,
I miss my dreams for you.
Nobody to talk to anymore,
they just want to go on
and pretend it’s still the same.

But it’s not and it never will be.
I want you back in my life,
I want my life back.

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