Our Angel. R.I.P

About an unborn baby that died so close to being born

A picture is all we have to hold

A future ahead
But now untold

A little face
Tiny feet

Excitement and worry surfaced
Bitter sweet

A heartbeat we heard
But all of this was spoken word

For now your an angel in heaven

We won't get to hold you
Share you

But the love we have is still untold
greater than what could be known

For you are gone
but not forgotten

our little bean
Now an angel in heaven.

Author's Note

Please be critical but nice - wrote this for a family member that is going through a hard time (apologies for grammar)

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

this is beautiful and by far the best poem you have ever written..It is as if YOU suffered the heartache for your own child......My wife of forty years had a still born child from her first marriage.....If this poem does not get amazing reviews then it ought to....You have shown that there is true poetry in your soul

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Very Good work. Pen On. Do u read mine to Time, Anguish and Why?