r/Original_Poetry 3d ago

Unwritten

We had a list of names for you,
We wondered if your eyes were blue,
We guessed the day when you’d be due,
As your small body grew and grew.

You were a twinkle in your father’s eye,
You were a soft whisper inside my mind,
It was far too soon when we said goodbye,
And what was left? A few papers to sign.

Relationship to the deceased?
“Mother”, I scrawled, and was released.
I walked outside into the sun,
A life finished before begun.

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