This i dont need

by amila   Mar 31, 2008


9 months pregnant

and comes a beautiful baby girl

in the world

as pretty as smooth white pearls

truly an angel that i watched over

my sister is her mom but no more

now shes gone and i live in sigh

never forget that babies face

hold thy self in disgrace

sit here and pace

back and fourth

wishing it never happened

almost killed my self over sadness

try to cover it up with happiness

but on that nice sunny day o so peaceful

and quiet laying on your turf

without saying a word u leave this earth

try to stay calm with my pride

but i still burn inside

from when my 2 month old neice had died

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  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Aww, hun!! thats really sad, well done xx