Death of a Mother

Her raven curls rest on her pillow
I kiss her on the nose
A button nose!
I keep my hair away
From her face, i can't stop
My tears resting on her face.Ā
I sob out a last song
She's ready to sleep
A sweet and soothing lullaby
With doe eyes she gazes up
She's looking into my eyes
Regret hides behind a veil of tears
Her skin begins to mirror mine
She feels my presence
Her tiny hand reaches out
I look at my heaven
I see my life written in her eyes
At least she won't become me
I leave her there
She screams and wails
For the comfort of my arms
She kicks her feet widely
She is My Love, My only creation
And my eternal damnation
How can I think of killing her?
Was she born to be
Taken to her grave?
It took love and labour
It took pain and pride
To be a mother
How dim and pale her features grew
In hot mist that filled my womb
She's a part of my own body
How will she take the pain
Of the world's denial
To accept her identity?
How hard shall I try
Try to let her wings unfurl
Try to let her fly?
She is the gift of my life
My soul begs
Let her beauty bloom
I walk away from her
I still feel she is with me
She'll be but I won't be with her
Her breath makes me faint with fear
Her clasping arms are round me still
She won't let go, Don't let go
I pity these people
Who just lost a lovely princess
I pity myself too
She's talking to meĀ
A wonderful gurgle of garble
But I understand, I am her mother
She's asking me to unfasten herĀ
From this life, from this frail body
Upon my heart lies her frozen token
The black hole is ready to swallow
Inviting her in, in eternal darkness
I dug it up
She thanks me
as I lay her in the narrow nest
Her gratitude is my burning shame
How shall I bid farewell to her
A 2- day infant
Buried and gone
Now I just stand and stare
At my lily of a day
Ā A cursed blossom, withered and crushed!
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Sad poem return with right words at right places
Very pretty poem but sad situation for any mom to have to face...
Jim