I put my palm over my belly
Where our child once was
I never told you
about 7 weeks
Carrying a piece of you
Carrying another person
And everyone said I looked great
I named her in secret
And thought about her dark curly hair
I told her about my life
I told her about you
But i never told you that you were a daddy
I feel so alone
Now that there is only one under my skin
Instead of 2
I look at you accross crowded rooms
Flirting with other girls
And think about our little girl
I knew she'd have been beautiful
Dark curly hair
Dark eyes
Dark skin
But she's gone now
I'd like to think she was stronger than my body
And that's why she decided to leave
I think of her whenever i hear crickets
Or smell the breeze fresh from the trees
I sit back and think of the times I laid on the picnic table
And held my baby
Through my belly
Now vacant
KALI
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