Are you the one I lost?
But you always lived in my heart
-the missing piece in the puzzle
on questions about my children
I look at the sky wistfully
see you romping around
on grass greener than green
fresher than childhood
You survived abortion attempts
sometimes in the guise of a law
sometimes a mother’s guilt raw
but failed to breathe under arc lights
of the operation theatre
you refused to climb into darkness
darker than the womb
without a vital organ
-you chose to be in the waiting room
of souls
for a reunion with your
luckless Mom

So much sadness in loss of any kind.
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Yes. It takes time to overcome.
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Beautiful poem, and you are right mum’s never forget the children they lost.
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Thanks, Diana! Glad it resonated.
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🥰
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This is so tender and heart breaking at the same time.
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I agree. Thanks for engaging, Parikhit!
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Reena, your comment had a special significance for me. I discovered in my forties, when I had a hysterectomy, that I had absorbed my disappearing twin brother..a boy..who was still partially attached to my the outside of my uterus. I’ve done a lot of reading about disappearing twins since then and feelings I have been having my whole life now make sense. Because it was such a rare occurrence, they took a video of my operation, but I didn’t want to see it at the time. Now I wish I had.
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Oh! This is new to me. Thanks for sharing!
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So moving Reena – the heart-breaking contrast between a mother’s painful loss and her tender, hopeful love for the child she keeps in her heart ❤️
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A mother’s love never dies – in a majority of cases.
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❤️
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this poem wrung by heart, Reena. The grief is tangible, the memory poignant and raw, the hope, measured… it is such a good piece.
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Thanks a ton, Nigel!
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You’re welcome, Reena.
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xo, Reena.
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Thank you, Selma!
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Wow! A powerful poem
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Thank you so much, Sadje!
I was reading about an out of body experience by a woman, where she claims to have met her dead family members, but she failed to recognise a child with them. The child reminds her of a miscarriage she had in the fifth month of her pregnancy.
Another lady whose sonography showed twins initially after IVF, but somehow one foetus was dissolved, reported recurring dreams about the lost child. It could have been her subconscious, but a bond exists with unborn children.
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Yes, there is so much we don’t understand or know about things that happen after death
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