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My Unborn Child

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You left my body

before you were born.

My freezing body

floated toward the light,

only to be returned

to life by grace

and a prayer.

 

I was glad to

be alive but bewailed

my unborn child.

 

My child, did you

leave me because

of my sins?

To leave my sordid

life to heaven return?

 

To maintain my sanitly

I must believe that

you were a gift

retuned to God.

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