My Baby

Ripped from my arms
or pushed away
Kept from a world of possibility
or hidden from a world of hate

You left this world
without even entering it
Given a purpose
but can't fulfill it

Too scared of letting you in my life
you didn't get to have your own
I can't hold you in my arms
or even give you a home

Protected by God up in heaven
or gone without bliss
You were given a life
without a chance to live it

Reviews

[sette]

it is a sad poem, giving up someone so dear is something very difficult to accept.