UNBORN
Two weeks are here I’m starting to form
a few mouths later my mommy's starting to show
Three mouths have come and gone,
Now four and my mommy has let me go!!!
The fifth and sixth mouth I would have almost been here
Seven now eight I’m in heaven that’s were I’ll be
The ninth mouth is here and mommy still cries
I know she still cares but no way to stop it now
I’m with Jesus where I’ll be for all eternity.
I love you mommy,
Your unborn child
07-06-2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Wake Up | 0 | 06/21/2011 |
| Life | 0 | 05/05/2011 |
| Memories remain | 0 | 05/05/2011 |
| He still loves me | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| I've lost the love | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| Walk a mile in my shoes | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| To My Son Daniel | 0 | 08/31/2009 |
| I'm sorry | 0 | 08/31/2009 |
| To my Son Nick | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| Little feet little hands | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| Why | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| UNBORN | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
| I miss you MOM | 0 | 04/28/2009 |
| you don't know ME | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Is this the way? | 0 | 04/22/2009 |
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