Purple Cone Flowers from Lor's garden.
MY friend sent this poem to me after she read my facebook update. I couldn't pull it together yesterday to go to freelance job.
It isn't hers, but somehow she knew this poem.
It could be Kai and I.
It's sad to know so many women go through this.
Perfect Even In Death
No one remembers,
I cannot say why
Only thing I keep thinking
Is that nobody tried
You were mine, only mine
No one knew you like me
I don't know why He couldn't
Just let you be
We shared so much
In our short time together,
And the time that we shared
Has made memories forever
So much I learned,
So much I lost -
Everything turned, toppled
And tossed
Butterfly flutters, then turns
And kicks . . .
Then, that sad day . . .
Was my mind playing tricks?
No cry, no movement,
not even a Breath . . .
As you lay on my tummy -
Perfect even in death
When I think of you now
At the age you would be,
A beautiful "big boy"
Is the child I see
My son you were,
My son you'll always be
And One -
That is us;
You and Me"
by Lil' Red
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