A Poem by linda m. crate

A perspective of a woman losing her child before it was born.

you crawled out of my body
like you did into it
with a whisper,
and now i know i'll never
be the same
without your tiny hand
holding onto
my heart
because your father never loved me
and because i never knew your
heartbeat or listened
to your dreams
i would have loved you forever.

© 2013 linda m. crate

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Added on December 26, 2013
Last Updated on December 26, 2013
Tags: crawled, crawling, crawl, miscarriage, whisper, whispered, whispers, loveless, lack of love, father, mother, children, life


linda m. crate
linda m. crate

Conneautville, PA

I am a two time push cart nominee with a passion for writing. My poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines including those in print and online. more..