Scratches - The Day After

Disappointed and numb.
Burdened by pain or love,

which is it?

 

Confused,

Needles in my eye's,

blisters on my hands,

screams down the hall,

the baby is coming.

No comparison.

 

Its deeper.

It must be love,

but sadness floods me.

 

Did you fail to see me lose my breath?

Confused I erase you.

If only that was so easy.

Wind knocked out I lay here alone.

Is my heart still beating?

Then I remember I can make lemon drops.

What's the recipe?

Your unknown, don't judge me.

I am coping.

Scratches heal.

I'm out.

Letter To Molly

I knew you from the day we made you.

You are our hope and dreams.

Excited we waited to see you,

still waiting.

I hold your picture closely.

The painful day I was given the news,

no comfort could reach me.

That explained that cramp,

but I denied you were sleeping.

Death is the enemy.

I knew you only for a moment,

but I carry your love all my days.

Together soon we will be,

finally holding you in my arms,

knowing everything you are.

My womb you will be restored.

That is now my hope.

Together again in paradise.

Forever.

(She would be 6 years old, this September 2011)