My Empty Arms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is a story about a grieving mother who lost her unborn child due to a miscarriage.

Submitted: February 12, 2012

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My empty arms are heavy

Without the presence that was never there

Never were you mine

The longing has yet to disappear

Soul so unfilled

An everlasting agony only a few know

With a yarning heart I wonder

A beautiful flower that had bloom in the midst of night

So are eyes would not meet until the morning light

Delinquent and unprotected

The coming storm

Fill with anger and fury

Ripping and taking my beautiful flower

My empty arms are heavy

Without the presence that was never there

Memories that will not be shared

Fair it is not to hold this love

Another tear of sorrow

A broken dream that is all to real

Pain so indescribable

A precious gem found

Priceless and unique

Could not wait to shine

Then came misery

Bringing greed and lust

Steeling my gem

My empty arms are heavy

Without the presence that was never there

Never did we say hello

We knew love

Safe in my heart you will stay

My Beautiful flower

My precious gem


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