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Little toes and little hands..

Skin so baby soft..

I wish it could of happend to me..

That dream was taken aways almost as quick as it was givin..

Just the one chance to feel that baby  soft skin..

Knowing there was only a 50/50 chances when I would try..

So sad in my heart that I will never be able to touch that baby soft skin..

To see those little toes and fingers..

To hear the little babys cry when it needed its momma near..

To hear the laughter as those little fingers tried to fit around mine..

Why after I went thru for just that one more chance..

Did it have to be taken away..

Was it a punishment for something I did wrong?

Or was it that he did not care?

So it was easier on him for us to seperate..

Then for him to honest with me that he did not want kids..

Before I went thru all the treatments I did..

Now the dream is gone forever..

Never to be able to have it again..

To feel that baby soft skin..

I can only do that in my dreams..

Then I wake and I cry..

For the dreams seem so real..

And I only wake up to learn it was just that..

Only a dream again..

Since I was a little girl I had said..

I would have a baby and let them know they are loved..

And as they grew I would give them all I had..

So they would know I would always be there..

Unlike what I had growing up..

It would make a difference..

Touching that baby soft skin..

Now I have to come back to reality after I wake from the dreams..

To only learn I will never be able to touch that baby soft skin..