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Aug 2017
Tears of joy
It was a boy
Families were happy
Then the beat stopped
Doctors did their best
Did many necessary tests
But the little heart
Didn't gain a beat
The mother was still out
On anesthesia dose
Her pulse was weak
He was hurt and crying
And she was slowly dying
The last moment
Such was the torment
He was broken
In million pieces
Not a word spoken
By his beloved Mrs
1a.m and the feel of cold
He looked at her, one last time
Kissed her, a painful goodbye
Suddenly all the vows became a lie
He cried his heart out in vain
But...
There was no one to sooth his pain
I was watching him, from the other side
The place where spirits dwell
I am, just a spirit guide
In another world, if only I could tell
Him...


©sim
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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