At nineteen I thought I knew it all. <br />Life's troubles seemed so very small. <br /> <br />To start my family, I would marry. <br />Soon my husband's child to carry. <br /> <br />The months went by as my belly grew. <br />Would my baby's eyes be brown or blue? <br /> <br />Then Christmas day I felt great pain. <br />The cause of discomfort was all too plain. <br /> <br />The baby whom I longed to hold <br />had died too soon and now was cold. <br /> <br />His eyes were shut and his skin so grey. <br />A porcelain doll on Christmas day. <br /> <br />In a bucket so white they placed him in. <br />I looked the last time at my youngest of kin. <br /> <br />Years have passed and the pain is small. <br />Was there a lesson to it all? <br /> <br />Thank you God for life's ups and downs. <br />For smiles are better if you know of frowns.<br /><br />Jan E Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-born-rest-in-peace/
