G O N E Everything was beginning to seem so perfect. Just him and me And Baby makes three. Had a lifetime of dreams and plans Wrapped up in this little one. But, suddenly, all hope was gone. One morning it was clear, No kicks, no heartbeat. Nothing, So Still. Silent, she would come into the world Taken without a sound. Never to live on the outside, Her crib - the ground. The doctors said There was northing I could have done. There were no tell-tale signs Of something wrong. A bad heart all along. She seemed so healthy and strong one day But, the next day, all hope slipped away, Without warning, she was gone.

SARAH SARAH, I miss her. Why isn't she with me? Wish she were here, Or I was there, Wherever that might be. SARAH, With hair so black, Tiny hands and long nails, Skin too pale, And lips too red. SARAH, Where is she now? My pretty baby girl. I never got to hear her cry. Why is my baby forever silent? Why did my daughter die? SARAH, Am I so terrible? Did you not want to be with me? Did you think I didn't care? Are you somehwere safe and sound? Is there a Heaven? Or are you nowhere? SARAH, When I remember her, I see nothing worth what I endured. Nothing that I'd wished for, Nothing to love, I close my eyes hoping, Praying to see black, Instead, I see SARAH.

LITTLE THINGS It's the little things That tear me to pieces. It's the things That no one else notices, The reminders that only affect me. It's the "If onlys", "What Ifs" and "Why nots" It's all the things that should be. It's what no one else can see, Your pictures, the nightmares and the unfullfilled dreams. It's those tiny feet, Just prints in black ink. Little things Like newborn babies, diaper commercials Baby clothes and baby toys. It's unused yellow booties, Winnie-the-Pooh and the Color Pink Any of these things can make me cry. Any little thing Makes me want to die. Because all these things should make life happy, complete and full, But, instead - Each of these things make me wish, If only I had my little girl.

S H E She came for only a brief moment, and drifted away. A brief flash in time, She was not meant to stay. Like a falling star, to be seen at a glimpse and then to disappear, A small miracle not meant to be, A life to go unlived Yet her existence has altered all of me. She came into my heart, Taking with her the dreams and hopes of tomorrow, Taking away that special part of my soul. She is always with me, Always loved and forever missed. Like a beautiful sunrise eclipsed by the clouds. She has made me who I am this very day. My life is what is left Since she was taken away.

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