For my precious angel...


Sometimes you do things that you wouldn't normally do, things you aren't necessarily proud of, that result in things that change your life forever.
In my instance, I loved too much. I truly loved my ex. I was ready to move halfway across the world to be with him, give up my life in the States and make one with him abroad, leaving everything familiar and comfortable.
I went to see him for Christmas 2007, to meet his family. While I was there, I gave up something I can never get back, which resulted in an unplanned pregnancy. By the time I was aware that I'd even been pregnant, it was too late. I'd miscarried. A little girl.
By that time, we were over. He'd called it quits. I felt so lost and alone, my arms so empty. I mourned our daughter on my own.
Finally, a few months after I miscarried, I got up the courage to tell him. Of course, he said he was sorry I had to go through that alone. Damage was done.
I named her Alexabeth Catharine Marie, after three of the most important women in my life. She continues to live on in my heart, and there isn't a day that goes by that she's not on my mind.
This page is for her, for my precious angel. I hope that the poetry I post for her, and the music, can go to help some other grieving mother. This is something no one should have to go through alone.
~Allacea





Bottles & Miracles
You were proof of miracles,
For a small time atleast,
You gave me a reason to stop the tears,
To look to the future,
To hope and dream...
I had your name picked out,
Looked at so many little clothes,
Decided on bottles and colors,
Even considered frills and bows...
I'd bought lullaby CD's and blankets,
Pacifiers and teething rings,
Started looking at maternity clothes;
I loved you before I knew you,
Before I was even sure you were there,
Yet, God had another plan
For you, my angel
He needed you more upstairs...
I'll never get to hold you in my arms,
Never get to rock you to sleep,
Never hear your tiny cry,
Or see your bright little smile,
Yes, I know it's probably for the best,
God knows what He's doing,
But that doesn't keep me from
Missing you or loving you...
You'll always be a part of me
I'll forever carry you under my heart.

Unfair
Right about now
I should be holding you in my arms
I should be counting your little toes
And your tiny fingers
I should be waking up to you
Crying at odd hours, anxious for your bottle
Or changing your dirty diapers
I should be giving you sponge baths
And swaddling you up in a warm pink blanket
Singing you lullabies
Not mourning your loss
Not writing poetry to express my anger
For the unfairness of our demise
Not standing here with empty arms
And a void in my heart
You shouldn't already be in Heaven
You should be learning to crawl
To sit up
To talk
But fate wasn't in our favor
And I sit here without you
My precious little angel girl

&& i miss u
I hear you laughing in the wind
I see you in every baby
I come across
The same blue eyes
That soft blonde hair
That smile of your daddy's
I loved so much
It comforts me to know your with Jesus
To know this world will never have you
That you'll always be my
Innocent baby girl
And I miss you
More than you'll ever know

I saw you...
Precious angel of mine
I saw your smile today
I saw your sparkling eyes
Your baby-soft hair
I watched you take each wobbly step
Across the sand towards me
My arms ached to hold you...
Than another woman scooped you up
And carried you away from me
I watched you fade from my sight
My heart breaking again
My arms so very empty
I knew it was wishful thinking
To believe losing you would ever get easier
It doesn't, it just gets harder
With every baby I see
I miss you a little more
I cry a little harder
And another moment goes by without you

I wish...
Sweet little darling
I wish I could have given you
Life
I wish that you could have
Laughed
Smiled
Cried
I wish I could have
Held you
Sang to you
Now you rest above In the Father's arms
Until you can finally rest
In mine

Lost
What would it have been like
To hold you in my arms
To have endured endless hours of labor
To finally hear the doctor say
"It's A Girl" and to have heard your cry
To have had you rest on my chest
Felt you suckle for the first time
To have had you wrap your little fist
Around my finger
To see those beautiful blue eyes
As you finally opened them to view the world
Eyes like your daddy, his ancestral trait
You might have had chestnut hair
Like your aunt Laura
Now I guess I'll never know
I'll never feel you kick
Never hear you cry
Never dress you
Or feed you a bottle
Or change your dirty diapers
I'm left empty, a hole in my heart
So big you could drive a tractor right thru it
And I've cried enough to drown the world
But it hasn't helped fill this void
I miss you more and more each day
If only I could have sustained you, my angel

Precious Little Angel Girl
My precious little angel girl
I'm so sorry you couldn't stay
You were too good for this earth
So God whisked you away
Life just threw a curve
I didn't have any warning
I wasn't even sure you existed
My precious baby, I'm so sorry
I sit around at night
Imagining what it would've been like
To rock you to sleep
To sing you lullabies
To just hear your little baby laugh
I wonder what I did wrong
To have you taken from me
I cry because I don't have you
I cry because you're not with me
I won't get to see your little face
I'm sure you would've had
Your daddy's blue eyes
Probably his blonde hair too
I never got to hold you
Never felt your little feet kick
Never had the chance to hear
Your tiny heartbeat
But I loved you from the moment
You were made
Sweet angel, my baby girl
My Alexabeth







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