Mother Poem

A mother talks about how she once held her child in her womb. This was a very special bond that she will never again experience with her child.

Lara Angel Carter

© Ashley L. Carter

For a short time I had
your body in my body;
I carried
your belly in my belly.

And now, though I have
your heart in my heart
and feel
your soul in my soul.

I will never have your
hand in my hand.
I miss
your life in my life.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • I was pregnant for the first time in 2000 with a baby girl. I was so excited I wanted her so much she was my little blessing. I knew she was a girl. when I was 22 weeks along she came early. I got to hold her. she was still born. her little body could not hold on. I miss her every day of my life. I got to hold her and name her she was so pretty. My dad said she looked like me. Her name is Emily Diane. This poem is they way I felt it hit home and I loved it. Thanks for sharing it.

    Diane Ball Submitted Aug 2008
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