Baby Death Poem

I was so excited to be having a son so my husband could carry on his last name because there are no more boys to carry the last name. I was so excited about having another child. My son was born at 32 weeks. I went to the doctor on a Thursday, and told him I was having contractions and bleeding. He thought I had a UTI even though the test came back negative, He sent me home and told me to drink plenty of water and gave me an antibiotic. My son was born that Sunday morning. I had abruptio placenta.

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Dear God

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Published: March 2012

I know I don't pray to you as often as I should
But I need you to help me, please, if you would

Will you please give a message to my little angel Luke?
I know this is a big thing I ask of you,
Oh! Tell him the message is from his Daddy too!

My beautiful son, there's so much I need to say
Things I didn't get to tell you on that cold sad day

Son, your Daddy and I love you
Even though you are not here
In our hearts we will always hold you dear

I know we're not supposed to ask God why,
But I ask God constantly, why you had to die

We don't always feel it
But God has helped your Dad and me,
There's some things he has brought to our attention,
Some things he wanted us to see,

I have always heard things happen for a reason,
That it happens in its own due season

Something good always comes out of something bad
So here are some reasons to help me from being so sad,

You were took from us on that cold December day
But heaven is your home forever to stay

We will never get to see you walk,
Or as a little man grow,
But sickness or pain you will never know

Tears I will never get to wipe from your eyes
When this makes me sad, I will just look to the sky

I will always wonder what color your eyes would have been
Then I think, they never saw sin

Heaven or Hell, you didn't have to choose
For that reason you did not lose

I know your with Jesus
For this I can grin
Because you didn't have a choice
You couldn't help but win

Son, I do have some memories of you
Even though they are few,
But these memories are going to help me make it through

Like you moving inside me
That I am thankful I got to feel,
It's these memories that are going to help me heal

Luke, I just wanted to tell you that I love you
And goodbye I will not say,
Because goodbyes are forever, and I will be with you again someday,
So until then, continue to laugh and play
Your Daddy and I love you and that's all I need to say

God, there is one more thing you can give my son
That I did not get to give,
God will you please give this to him?
Tell him it's from Mommy,
That it's my special kiss

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  • Michelle Michigan Usa by Michelle Michigan Usa
  • 5 years ago

This poem had me crying while reading it, as it could very well have been written about my granddaughter, SkylarRose, who we lost a week ago. My daughter-in-law was only 21 weeks pregnant, and this would have been my first granddaughter. Reading this made me miss her even more, and grateful that I went to the hospital to visit my daughter-in-law and hold my granddaughter. I am gonna share this with my son and daughter-in-law, even though reading it may make them hurt, but maybe it will also help them to start the healing process.

  • Mary by Mary, Maine
  • 6 years ago

I love this poem because it is as if I had wrote it, the ONLY difference is my sons name is David. The treatment I was given I just could not believe, She kept telling me I was not in labor, I already had a child, I know what labor is, I was hooked up to the machine to hear my sons heart beat and it was strong and normal, my regular doctor was out of state so it would be an on call doctor an hour away, every time I had a contraction she shot me in the back with demeral, that was done at least 10 times, David slid down into the birth canal, my husband called to the nurse, she came in slow and not at all concerned UNTIL she looked and the umbilical cord was hanging out, THEN she called the on call doctor, not one of the nurses would deliver David. And I was so doped up from all the shots I was barely able to think, David died in the birth canal, I never got a chance to give my David that special kiss good-bye and for that I will never forgive myself. My son would be 22 years old .

  • Kirandeep by Kirandeep, Toronto
  • 6 years ago

This poem was beautiful. I lost my beautiful sweet daughter at 2 months she was born April 22nd and passed from meningitis on June 22nd. I want my beautiful sweet daughter to know her mom and dad love and miss her so much. I wish I had one more opportunity to hold her and kiss her and tell her I love her. I feel so bad that I couldn't do more to help her.

  • Jessica by Jessica, Sacramento California
  • 6 years ago

This poem is beautiful. Thank you for posting it because I read it at my baby son's funeral. I lost my son when I was 39 weeks pregnant. We are not 100% sure why this happened. Everything came back with me normal and nothing was wrong with him either. I miss him so much. These words are amazing and definitely made me weep. Thank you again for sharing.

  • Boikanyo Polokwane by Boikanyo Polokwane
  • 6 years ago

On Thursday 24 April morning I had some terrible pains and I thought it was period pains until I go to hospital to check, only to find out that I was more than a month pregnant and I was over the moon cause my man and me had been trying to conceive. While I was busy smiling thinking about the gender of my little one, my doc told me it was ectopic pregnancy. They need to remove before it kills me. I had operation the same day I heard good news. It's so painful. Though I know God will bless me again.

  • Elizabeth Hardie by Elizabeth Hardie, Mocksville NC
  • 6 years ago

I lost my daughter Ariahna on March 10, 2014. She was just 5 weeks and 10 days old. This poem really touched my heart and made me think of her. I hope you don't mind I tweaked is just a little. But most of all I loved your work and had to share it.

  • Tanya by Tanya, Missouri
  • 6 years ago

My niece was recently pregnant with her second baby. He was a very healthy 6 lb. 10 oz baby boy named Zeke Anthony Douglas. Emily has 3D sonogram pictures of him where you can easily see that his cord is going around his neck and it was twisted. She begged the doctor to take him and obviously he thought he knew best. Now my niece feels nothing. Even the funeral home personnel said there was no reason for this baby to be dead except for negligence. He was a very beautiful fully developed full term baby.

  • Multi by Multi
  • 6 years ago

So sad that we all pass through a stage in life where we lose our children at early age. This poem reminded me of my only son who left me for eternal life at the age of 7 weeks after birth. I couldn't even give you a name my sunny boy. It hurts to even think that you are no more. That day was a day of happiness as we celebrated your sister's birthday near your hospital bed. I, your daddy and sister were so happy that you had made us a complete family.....the day drifted and you suddenly left us to be with god. I heard his kingdom is so peaceful and that's why he chose you as his companion. I miss you my son, though I again gave birth to your little sister, yet the vacuum which you had created remained in me. Dear GOD tell him I love him so much and wish if he can be born again as my child so that I can do what I was unable to do ......

  • Amy; UAE by Amy; UAE
  • 7 years ago

I lost my precious little one yesterday to methotrexade...it was growing outside my womb. But i felt such an overwhelming connection to it, and wouldve done anything in my power to keep it. Nobody understands why I should feel depressed and empty at this very early loss (8 weeks), but who would know about motherly love except the maker of that love. God Almighty, I surrender my little one to your love and care.

  • Jessica by Jessica, Pennsylvania
  • 7 years ago

I went in for my 18 week ultrasound Friday and found out right away my baby was already in heaven. I hadn't feel him move for few days, but didn't take it seriously considering I was only 18 weeks along. I was a little concerned so I told the woman giving me the ultrasound to check the baby first instead of my cervix, placenta, etc. She did so and told me there was no heartbeat. I was sent to the hospital immediately and gave birth to my stillborn son Allen Lee on Saturday November 10,2012. I am glad I found this poem and the many others.

  • Andrea by Andrea, Texas
  • 7 years ago

This poem made me cry, in thinking of my perfect little angel. I too had a placental abruption on a Saturday morning in March. On Thursday the doctor said everything was fine with my little guy. From now on I would be getting seen every week... Before that when I was 33 1/2 weeks I told my Dr I wanted an ultra sound to check that everything was normal, because being a first time mom I read you are suppose to have one done at your third trimester. Much as I asked for it he never did the one thing I asked he do... I blame myself every day, if I was more assertive in asking the Dr. I would have a healthy 7 month baby boy.

  • Breelyn by Breelyn, Oklahoma
  • 7 years ago

My son Elias died when he was just 8 days old. He died of meningitis . They still don't know where he got it from.. It's been 350 days since he wad born. This is a beautiful poem. May my beautiful little boy be happy and safe and warm till we see each other again. Not sick anymore

  • Bettie Flynn by Bettie Flynn
  • 8 years ago

I love this poem, I cried through the whole thing. I lost my son Kevin Andrew Flynn almost 21 years ago. He was only 7 weeks and 2 days old. He died of acute bronchilitus. He showed signs of sickness on Thursday, rattling in his chest, I called the doctor on Friday for an appointment, they ask what were his symptoms. They told me to give him pedia care and call them on Monday. Saturday I woke to find him dead in his bassinet. I will always feel responsible for his death. No matter what anyone says. I love him and miss him so much. So sorry my dear sweet baby boy.

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