October 10, 1999
I lost a baby.
Mine.
A tragic noxious night.
It’s presence forever taunting.
For it is clear as is one sight.
A part of me died that night.
As my placenta fell to the floor, you were with me...
No more.
Panda~
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
October 10, 1999
I lost a baby.
Mine.
A tragic noxious night.
It’s presence forever taunting.
For it is clear as is one sight.
A part of me died that night.
As my placenta fell to the floor, you were with me...
No more.
Panda~
A poem for Alexander Christopher
