The Torment of Her Death
"Mira's Mommy Kahlilia"
January 2004
Last night I cried so much
I cried as if I had just come home from the hospital
But that was six months ago
My heart ached so much
I didn’t know what to do
I had no idea what was happening all over again
The cry was stuck inside of me yet still pouring out
It was the middle of the night
I wanted to yell, scream out and shout!
I am not sure if it was a dream or a waking vision
I saw myself get out of bed
And go to MIRACLEs bassinet
I picked her up to quiet her cries
I began to sing to her
And kissed her between each line
When she was quiet reality reared again
I woke up to find myself crying
Empty arms I felt
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