Sunday, November 23, 2008

The Loved, Lost Babe

No lacy little socks
or handsome little shirts
My birthday gift this year was you
but you died before you arrived
a birthday for a birthday
my would-have-been little one
Time moves on without you
you're free of age, disease
for that I'm thankful, little babe
but I miss you just the same.

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