Exhausted
Aching
Depleted.
Cold porcelain bathtub
Presses against sleepy skin
Shocking and welcome.
Worst
Of all
Is the ache in my heart.
8 Pounds 12 ounces.
Named for kin and God
We smiled and cried
Because a smile was not enough.
But a feeling
Creeping, weeping
Grew and nagged and crept forward
8 pounds of hopes and dreams and love
But something is not right.
Something was not right.
8 pounds 12 ounces of dreams and love
Taken away.
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