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Mar 2018
My mother had a miscarriage



Was

Her name was Diana

Gone before I met her

Is

Her name is Diana

Spoken through the tears between our family

Will

Her name will be Diana

When I have my a daughter of my own



She had 4 months to live in my mother’s womb

Unnoticed

Until we knew we had lost her



Would she have looked like me?

Like my mother?

My brother?

Her father?



Father.

Her’s is in another continent; oblivious to his unborn daughter’s death

Maybe mine will take care of her in heaven

Two people we’ve lost; both before I could’ve truly known them.



Please take care of her there



Diana and Christopher.

My sister and my father.

Soon, My daughter and my son.
Written by
Shanne  16/F
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