She steps out of the darkness with resolve,
Her broken heart not fully healed;
Still, she carries on with quiet strength and beautiful calm.
She is not deterred, though her tears are carried in the wind;
She does not weep for herself but for him;
It was in the second trimester, that she named him.
She weeps over her loss but will try again;
In her pain, she called on heaven to safely deliver him,
But it was not as she prayed for it to be;
In tears, blood, and agony she miscarried—
But now, it is in her heart, that he is carried.
She says his name in beautiful whispers
And sings to him lovingly,
Saying, My beautiful baby, forever you are a part of me.
Intimate Compositions 
8 responses to “Cradle of Her Heart”
Gorgeous piece.
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Thank you for your invariable thoughtfulness.
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My pleasure.
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Beautiful piece! Even 16 years later, they are a part of me.
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Thank you; it was written from the heart. Motherhood and children are precious gifts, and the production of life in itself is an amazement.
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I couldn’t agree more.♥️
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This is touching 😊😊
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Thank you.
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