It was cold
that January morning in 1984
and it hasn't been warm since.
I awoke everyday for
those fifteen weeks and thought of you.
I Chose your names,
bought booties, cardigans and a cradle,
I planned your life.
Then on that morning of the sixteenth
I got out of bed,
stood up,
Red.
Alert!
I tried to hold you back
but you came.
I held you in my hands...
And you slipped through
my fingers.
The cradle swung empty.




must have been aweful each time.


xxx
xxx












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