My Unborn Child - 25/01/2007

Baby I write a poem,
To apologize for my wrong,
And the cuts on my arm,
I'll try and stay strong.

Even thou your unborn,
I'm just so lost,
In my pain,
I'm aware of my cost.

What have I done?
Deep down it wasn't me,
Baby, already I love you,
I do, I love thee.

Under the sun,
We will be,
With no worries,
Lets be free.

Lets be friends,
And have lots of fun,
With smiles,
I'll be your sun.

©Elisha L. Brain 2007