My First Child
"Oswego Bill"
July 1999


I never got to tell you this
Or see your little face
Couldn't hold you in my arms
Or feel your small embrace

I'll never know just what I lost
The doctor couldnt tell
All I know the grief I felt
Was the closest I've been to hell

Since then you've gained a sister
Lifting this dark and angry curse
Although I love her more then life
You'll always be my first


Comments: Just a simple poem written to articulate the pain and loss that I as a father endured as a result of the loss of my first child.


You may reach "Oswego" at fauth1@excite.com for comments.


© July 1999 by "Oswago Bill." The author of this work has given full permission for its distribution, electronic or otherwise, as long as the entire work is presented in full, the author information from the bottom of the work is retained, and this copyright and permission is retained.


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