As you lied so helpless in the womb,
We patiently awaited your day of bloom.
A boy, a girl, we had not a clue,
We'd love no matter what, and this we knew.
Blankets and booties were chosen with care.
We dreamed the day we'd have you to share.
Anxious to hear your first little cry
And feel the breath of your peaceful sigh.
To watch your eyes discover new sights,
To cuddle you close on sleepless nights.
Why, our Baby, did God change our plan?
Only He and you will understand.
The emptiness here has left us numb.
The sound of your cry will never come.
Never to hold your tiny hands,
Never to watch you try to stand.
Silently we packaged all your stuff,
The tears we shed were far from enough.
To most, your existence soon will fade,
But forever, to us, you'll be OUR BABE.
Poem About The Loss Of An Unborn Baby
Our Precious Baby
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2016 with permission of the Author.
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