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Unborn

A miracle?

Prevented, unplanned, unknown.

...

2020.

4 years later.

3 years old, I can’t imagine,

life;

what it would be like.

Love,

is what,

I thought it was.

Learned,

you can love and let go.

For a reason, everything happens, they say.

Believed, I believe it.

A miracle.

A lesson.

You were a lesson.

Today,

I would not be who,

I am,

without you.

Love, is possible,

because of you.

You knew what I needed,

before I ever knew it.

You are a miracle,

unborn, creased, never forgotten

Grieflovelosslessonlearninggrowthacceptancemiracle

◄ Creased

Comments

Do.RoThy

Wed 27th Nov 2019 10:23

Lovely ode!!! ?

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