The call came out
A mother in need
Delivering her baby at home
But much too early.
I didn't see you,
Didn't have to look,
But something inside
Had to know if it was true.
The clinic had told me
"It wasn't a baby, just tissue"
"It wasn't yet a life, really"
But the pictures show differently.
I knew there was a baby
Those times I went to the clinic.
It was easier and less painful
To believe what they had said.
So at the ER that night,
I had to see for myself
What you were really like
And that yes, you were really a life.
You were formed so perfectly,
Your little fingers and toes,
You were so little, so precious
Yet so delicate and beautiful.
It hurts so much to think
That I let my little ones go
Its been four years now,
But still think of them everyday
A mother in need
Delivering her baby at home
But much too early.
I didn't see you,
Didn't have to look,
But something inside
Had to know if it was true.
The clinic had told me
"It wasn't a baby, just tissue"
"It wasn't yet a life, really"
But the pictures show differently.
I knew there was a baby
Those times I went to the clinic.
It was easier and less painful
To believe what they had said.
So at the ER that night,
I had to see for myself
What you were really like
And that yes, you were really a life.
You were formed so perfectly,
Your little fingers and toes,
You were so little, so precious
Yet so delicate and beautiful.
It hurts so much to think
That I let my little ones go
Its been four years now,
But still think of them everyday
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