Miscarriage Poem

Although We Never Met

At the moment I realized I was pregnant, I fell in love. I loved my child so much and for the next two months my excitement grew and the fear that once was buried in me about being a young single parent was gone. Then one day I felt funny and started to bleed. I lost my baby. My heart is still broken, and I wish I had the chance to tell them how much I love them. Grieving the death of my child that I never had the chance to meet has been the greatest struggle of my life.

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This poem is everything I've been thinking but unable to say. I was a young mother. I'm 16 and I lost my baby. When I started bleeding they told me everything was fine. They told me my baby...

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For My Little One

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Published: October 1, 2018

I never saw your twinkling eyes
Or touched your precious feet.
I never shared a tiny yawn
Or rocked you fast asleep.

I never kissed your tiny hands
Or saw your little smile.
I never held you in my arms,
But I held you for a while.

Although I never saw your face
Or heard your precious laughter,
You're still my child whom I love
And will forever after.

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  • by Imogen Lodge
  • 1 month ago

This poem is everything I've been thinking but unable to say. I was a young mother. I'm 16 and I lost my baby. When I started bleeding they told me everything was fine. They told me my baby was okay. However, my baby wasn't, and I was rushed into theatre the next day. Trying to comprehend the idea of having a child growing in you is difficult as it is, but to know that they have gone after you understand it shatters you. It makes you think about what you've done wrong or what, what you could have done in the past. It stops you from life because you're so focused because you feel like you have taken the life of an innocent baby, but you know it's not your fault, but you still feel like it. Then you start to think about all the things that your child will miss out on, what you as a mother will miss out on, and that's the hardest thing I think anybody has to deal with because you feel like it was your responsibility and your fault, but I know it's not, so thank you for saying the words I can't.

  • by Mary Cathleen Poet
  • 4 weeks ago

You are not alone with your feelings, and I'm glad my poem helped you. I was feeling literally the same way you do. And some days the feeling that its all my fault is so overwhelming, but I have found comfort in God, and I will pray for you and your baby too. You have all my love and support, and just know it's not your fault and you will be okay and God is holding and taking care of your baby in heaven until you are with him and can hold them yourself. :) Stay strong!!

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