Stillborn (for Joey)

Oh! Wait for me my little one

beside those heavenly gates

your mother’s womb your only home

such was your blessed fate

in death you found a wondrous birth

entering heaven’s sacred halls

where angels keep you safe and warm

to that dimension born

not to know the pains of life

or mankind fallen – flawed

now swaddled only in peace and love

in all its purest form

nor feeling loss so brutal cruel

Your heart in two is torn

So wait for me my little one

beside those heavenly gates

where this wounded soul once more

can pull you to his chest

united again forever more

in your eternal rest…

 

M.C. Bolton, November 1, 2016

 

20161122_133501