I never got to hold you, and I never saw your face. I didn't even know you were inside me, until it was much too late. But darling never fear, for I once heard it said, that a love like what I have for you, is never truly dead.
Sleep soundly my dear child, wherever you may be. If there is a heaven high above us, or a nonexistent sea. I live my life quite differently, ever since you left. I like to think I'd make you proud my love, if you followed in my steps. For you see I'm training, so that someday I'll be strong. Strong, and ready, and proud, to hold someone, much like you, in my arms.
Inspired by a quote. "A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for three years and in your heart till the day you die." - Mary Mason. And of course, Lillian.