Stillbirth

A Poem by Meek McGee

Soft

She was soft

I touched her, and

She was

Soft

But it was hard

I was hard

I was

Hurt,

But when I touched her,

She was

Soft

and

Cold

© 2014 Meek McGee

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Jane Dougherty

Just the right touch with this one. It goes right to the heart without drama or buckets of tears.

Posted 11 Years Ago

11 Years Ago

Thank you! I tried to describe the feeling rather than the actual situation in this one.

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Added on May 24, 2014
Last Updated on May 24, 2014

Author

Meek McGee

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I love writing poetry, and thought that maybe this would be the place to get into it again. I really enjoy music, anime, and books. Especially anything that has a hint of wonder of fantasy to it. F.. more..