I felt your presence there inside of me, nestled soft and warm; sweet scent of baby's breath, precious words left unadorned.

 

I saw your tiny heartbeat, then I knew that you were fine; a perfect baby we created, one that would be mine.

 

Then that tragic day it came, there was nothing I could do, only wait and hope for the precious life of you.

 

Yes, in the beginning, your daddy was afraid; only he would love you unconditionally And never run away.

 

He loved you more, this I do know, as he cried for you that day, when the doctor said that you were gone, daddy wanted you to stay.

He would have held you close to him, and seen your perfect form, a gift of daddy's love, Would have kept you safe and warm.

 

Only now you are an angel over me, beautiful and bare, my heart would hurt if you cried for me, and mommy was not there.

 

Still, we are together in my heart and memories, you are still a part of my memory. Rest gentle now, 'sweet baby,' there is no pain, You are never alone, I know you are with the guiding angels in your peaceful home.

 

I will come with you someday, only now is not my time, then we will be together again, again, you will be mine.

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-Rhonda 1998