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This is a lo I did for my miscarried baby

The poem reads:

We never got to hold you
Or kiss your little head
Or watch you sleeping soundly
All snuggled in your bed

We can't count your tiny fingers
Or your even smaller toes
We won't see your smile, your beautiful eyes
Or your cute little button nose

You're gone too soon, we don't even know
If you're a girl or boy
Our hearts are filled with sorrow
When they should be full of joy

We know you are in heaven
Where the is no pain or tears
You'll never get hurt or sick
In heaven there are no fears

And though we're sad you're not here right now
For us to hold today
We know we'll hold you in our arms
When we're in heaven with you someday


More journaling under the dark blue paper. Under the light blue paper is a computer picture of a fetus at 9 weeks and journaling of what the baby had developed and could do.

TFL


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