Her four chambers pumped lifeforce into tiny embryo veins
Her opened mouth blew bubbles that looked like speckles of rain Her long legs stretched out, that pushed against me hard She moved around inside me as she became King Kong at large Four hundred thousand minutes it took for her to grow Into eight pounds of sleeping daughter, what a terrible blow Bereft, heavy hearts weighted in teared waters deep If only we knew of our forthcoming plight Every milli, micro, nano second to birth we did what we thought was right Being no nearer to holding my first born warm and close Those longed for family day dreams had just passed us by into ghost Molly lived once, for that I am sure I held her dead body close to my cold broken core Placing her in a cot to cool as she began to roast Her ashes slipped through frightened fingers As harsh winter winds began to gust Her hand now printed ink, giving hope and funding to good cause Molly holds the hearts of the people she wishes to applause Dancing free in the heavens, way above Earth's fallen stars Molly lived once, I know this for sure She is me and I am her Her memory swaddles me forever more. By Mollys Mum
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