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Sweet Angel of My Heart


Why? Can you tell me why? My heart is crushed, sad, blue My heart and arms are aching To hold and be with you * I close my eyes and think of how You brought such joy to me The boundless love I felt for you "I'm going to have a baby!" * Your little life inside of mine Filled me with with such glee To think of things I'd show you And how you'd smile at me * Bright-eyed gaze to look at me That soft and gentle cooing Warm and safe inside my arms Vain thoughts! Dark trouble brewing! * What? I'm angry; knotted up The day your life departed Remember how I cried and cried? And since, I've felt half-hearted * "You're wrong, it can't be true! I screamed "It's all a ruse!" Despair, pain, those awful words "We're so sorry, it's not good news." * I felt so angry at myself, What warnings did I not see? Can't I protect a little child Who totally depends on me? * My arms are empty, I'm all alone You couldn't stay for long Waves of sorrow fill my heart I'm trying to be strong * My thoughts, your birth, your babblings Crawling, walking, the first Time you'd sweetly say "Mama"; I think my heart will burst * I couldn't say goodbye, my child That fills me with such pain But deep inside my heart, assured We'll meet, on Heaven's lane * As soon as my time here is done I'll spring beyond the blue I'll lift you tight into my arms And whisper "I love you!" * Please know I can't forget you You're mine, you'll not depart I love you darling baby, Sweet Angel of my heart * by David C. Rogers
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upnorthdavid

David grew up in Mexico. He brings a unique perspective to life in rural Michigan. Most of his poems are written spontaneously, as things catch his attention or humor him. Some of his pieces are lighthearted while others broach deeper subjects. Coffee, DIY projects, and writing are his passion. Most his poems are structured, but he does enjoy writing free verse writing from time to time.

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upnorthdavid
Thank you for your kind words. This poem was written for a friend who delivered a stillborn child. The sting is there. I appreciate your reading and commenting
Un.familiar
<p>Im so sorry for your loss. This poem is a tribute.&nbsp;</p>
Un.familiar
<p>Im so sorry for your loss. This poem is a tribute&nbsp;</p>
upnorthdavid
Thanks, ever collaborate on a poem?
uthinkitinkit91
One of the saddest things in life, is to lose a life that's barely begun. Beautifully written.

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