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Unborn by Kathleen Higham I feel your thoughts You are sorry about me It was not my fault Someday I want to see. Peace, is that real? I am fragile, new There is fear now What will you do? I feel your thoughts I was meant to grow Life barely perceptible, but Do you think no one will know? Darkness surrounding me Warmth that's somehow cold A pain in your heart My tiny fingers unfold. I feel your thoughts Is this the only way? I am insignificant But I won't be someday. I have a soul, I do In me a deep despair An ominous sensation Aren't you supposed to care? I feel your thoughts Someone cries a tear Is it He who created me? Holds me, holds me near. You are my home Whether I go or I stay I feel you thoughts Please, Mom, pray... |
 This poem won 1st place for the April 2009 poetry contest |
Please contact Kathleen Higham at "kathleenhigham@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.