God's precious little angel
that once belonged to me ,
I carried you for five short weeks,
our time was much too brief.
I think about you often
though its been six long years ago,
tears still fall and leave me wondering
why you had to go.
In my mind I've asked the question
were you ever really viable,
a close look at my ultra-sound
proved to be reliable.
A small white "X" marked the spot
on a big black empty space,
I closed my eyes then looked again,
and saw your little face.
Something deep inside of me
tells me you're a boy,
spreading love throughout the heavens
along with peace and joy.
I thought that I would write
and somehow let you know,
your always in my heart
and my love for you still grows.
Knowing your the lucky one
in heaven safe and sound,
gives me rest in this world
where evil's all around.
My little Noah Anthony
please grant this wish today,
watch over and protect
your big sister Hannah Rae.
I know you love her the way I do
she's the treasure of my heart,
my soul just aches for all the things
of which your not a part.
But on that day when Jesus comes
we all will be together,
I'll finally hold you in my arms
tears wiped away forever.
Dedicated to anyone who has suffered a miscarriage





















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