Where are you now as I shed another tear,
Do you look down on us all with a smile?
What do I do with this ever raw fear
that seems to drift on mile after mile?

I try and imagine what you would look like today,
your face, your eyes, how tall?
The feeling of longing just doesnt go away
and some days I am afraid this mask of cope will fall.

Its hard, I'll admit, to imagine what would have been,
A family of 7...my word!
But then I think of the fun that we'd have seen,
And all the joy and laughter we'd have heard.

I still talk to you in my madness moments,
When I need a friend or a comforting nod.
My heart has been left with such an enormous dent,
And I often swear and curse Why God?

But here we are, me here, you there,
Me looking after these 3 and you looking after each other.
I wish I could see you, just once, somewhere,
Afterall, even after only 13 weeks, I am still your mother.

And this poems to say, I love you both so much
My little angels playing together above.
I wish I could have met you properly, just been able to touch,
and shown you just what it is to love.

No birthday cards or christmas gifts to put under a tree,
No smiling faces nor tear stained cheeks to greet.
Its so so painful to think what might have been,
The only comfort is anothers pain when we will, one day, finally meet.

Sleep tight my angels....sleep tight