Below this ground, six feet away,
there is a white box, now her tomb.
Below this ground, she surrounded lays,
with love letters & charms & toys.
Below this ground, atop her head,
the hat Nana Nina made with the green pom.
Below this ground, she is swaddled tight,
by a checkered blanket & christening gown.
Below this ground, her right hand is at her mouth,
the way she held it to bring comfort in life.
Below this ground, she lies so near,
and yet too far from her mother's touch.
Below this ground, you'll find her there,
beneath the dark, the dirt, the rock.
Below this ground, a life unlived,
my only child Peyton,
my heart.
~Kristin Binder
...I'm sorry for your loss..I was blog hopping found your blog and it breaks my heart.I too am a mother to three angel babies.Miscarriage of twins in 2001 and our last baby girl Emily May 3 2008..I know your pain I'm sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteI too was blog hopping and came across your blog. She was beautiful and I am so sorry for your loss. I will pray that you may find some peace today.
ReplyDeleteIt's gonna be like this for a while; the ups and downs. It's normal and it will become less intense with time, I promise.
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