7 weeks; 9 years

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SoccerBaby430

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Dedicated to U

tear drops upon my cheeks
broken hearted in my bed
I lost a part of you, a part of me
not yet human
not yet flesh
it grew for 7 weeks,
7 weeks it was ours.

I sat there holding you tight
being strong for you
deep inside I was torn apart.
deep inside i'm distroyed.
It was you. It was me.
It was a creation of love.
Not of sin.
Not a mistake.
It grew for 7 weeks.
7 weeks it was ours.

9 years have pass by.
9 years of wondering.
boy? girl? twins?

not a day goes by
not an hour.
not a year...
7 weeks...
tears upon my cheeks.
broken hearted in my bed.
not from sin.
made from love.
it was ours
for 7 weeks.

Author's Notes/Comments:

Not every women can share something this intimate. Not every women speaks of this devistated tragedy. No matter what a women says, losing a child at any stage in life is with them till the end of time.
My condolences to those who have lost a child, to fathers who never got a chance to spend time with their child.
It is life. It is a process hard to swallow.