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Poem about loss

You were born with your eyes closed

What colour they were, I’ll never know

Your chest was still, but you felt warm

Your face was beautiful, with skin so soft

My tears were wet, they ran down my cheeks

My sobs were loud, but no-one cared

My heart was shattered, and will never heal

I created a life for you, in my heart and mind

Where you are happy, loved and remembered

You are my angel in heaven, who was born sleeping

 

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