Stillborn

Is there a morning left I will not mourn,

a tear I will not shed at break of dawn?

My heart was ripped out of my chest

when there was none to nurture on my breast.

There are no words to capture pain;

my attempts to do so, prove in vain,

but my grief refuses to be silent,

as it cries out its devastating sentiment.

A child is lost and it was mine,

a child I grew against my spine,

I kept it hidden in my womb

not suspecting it could be a tomb.

Is there a morning left I will not mourn

for the child they labelled my stillborn?

An original poem by Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

'n Oorspronklike gedig deur Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

Marietjie Uys (Miekie) is a published author. You can buy my books here:
You can purchase Designs By Miekie 1 here.
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