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A second blog. A new look. A fresh start. A new lease. A new voice. A new life.

Change is inevitable, but in it all, it's still... Just me =)

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Part of my soul

Part of my soul

To hold you close
Knowing that you will not take a breath
To let you go before it has even begun
Into the arms of the angel of death

To see you as perfect
All fingers and toes of ten
To dream that miracles can happen
For your heart to beat again

To wish that fate wouldn't be so cruel
Taking you away so fast, too soon
This heart aches as teardrops fall
The wolf howling at the moon

Your home is in the heavens now
Where His plans are bigger than mine for you
You may not be here by my side
But my love for you is true

So know this, my dear
That I love you so
You'll always be my angel
Forever part of my soul.


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Dedicated to those who didn't get a chance to see the world, and to the mothers who grieve in silence.


I see your pain...
Because I felt it too.



- jess, saddened -

PS: It's not a nice feeling delivering stillbirths. It really is not.

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