Ache
Joy
August 2006
The ache is unbearable, the tears don't seem healing.
I hoped again, loved again, only to have you taken away.
This is unexplainable, lonely, isolating.
No one can understand what you meant to me, what I hoped for and pictured for your life.
You were like a seed that was planted and then washed away too soon.
You never had the chance to grow and blossom.
I felt you inside, you were there, you were growing.
I lost you so quickly and now I just ache.
I will always ache for you.
To hold you, smell you, play with you, feed you, rock you, see you smile and giggle.
You will always be my child, never to be forgotten.
Though the world passes by so quickly, you will be a part of me forever.
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