Poem -

Death of a Mother

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. 

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 me 

A wonderful gurgle of garble

But I understand, I am her mother

She's asking me to unfasten her 

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

 A cursed blossom, withered and crushed!

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Jimmy Arnold

Very pretty poem but sad situation for any mom to have to face...

Jim

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