Don’t you hate me, cos  I’m here.

My small life, you should hold dear.

If you don’t want me let me go.

Another life I’ll get to know.

I won’t come back to bother you.

I’ve a right to life, It’s about me too.

Hear what I’ve said, It’ll make you think.

At 26 weeks I can already blink.

In the blink of an eye, my life could be over.

Flushed down a toilet or covered in clover.

Hey I just moved, I’m moving now.

Moving, feeling, blinking and how!

And how will you feel if you flush me away?

Here for now but gone the next day.

Will you spare a moment for grief?

Come on, change your mind, turn a new leaf.

Stop, think, there’s no need to grieve.

I don’t have to leave.