Yesterday was the day i found out the news,
I was gonna be an aunty,
Trying for so many years,
Finally its here,
My sister is pregnant,
4 years of trying,
Only failure is what they receive,
Now its here,
jumping with joy and bliss,
I'm gonna be an aunty,
Today a different story,
She is lying in bed with cramps,
unusual for only three weeks,
Feeling wet and uncomfortable,
She goes to the bathroom,
Only to find blood gushing out,
Blood in her pants and floor,
Feeling faint and dizzy,
Going to the doctor,
Only to find she had miscarried,
AGAIN.
Why again?
Why now?
Phoning with the news,
I'm not an aunty any more,
No more joy and bliss,
No more happiness,
Only sorrow and anger,
So long and this?
Is it a sign?
All she wants is the joy of her child,
To be born and healthy,
Today here, Tomorrow gone,
The loss of the child,
She could of had,
IS now gone,
lying in bed with sorrow filling her eyes,
