Our Baby

Teri M. Stuckmann 1995

An empty space where life once stirredMy eyes were not yet seeingWhere once my heartbeat shared a tonewith a small and fragile beingSo scarcely formed yet still a lifeA dream, a hope, a promiseOur plans were changed to now includeThis new life thrust upon usThen just as quickly as it cameOur dreams were gone awayThe deepest pain I’ve ever feltOur baby died todayWith footprints left upon our heartsShe gently took her leaveWe’re left with nothing but regretAnd only time to grieveThere was no service to be heldNo mourning time requiredNo songs of longing and despairNo words to be inspiredWe’re simply told to bare the pain“It’s nature’s way” they sayI can’t forget our baby movedinside me yesterdayAnd with each word of sorrowmy teardrops fall like rainThe anger and resentmentare mixed with guilt and painI look to heaven for a signto help search out a courseWhere love can teach acceptanceand eliminate remorseMy body will accept the truththat now our baby’s goneBut in our hearts our Angeleverlastingly lives on!