Lies the birth from my womb, <br />Wishfully in heaven, and leaving an empty tomb, <br />From a glance, <br />My poor baby was not given a chance, <br />How can I ever be accepting, <br />Of the loss of my beautiful darling, <br />My baby angel will have beautiful wings, <br />I'll know you are in heaven, when the archangel's bell rings, <br />When you where in my womb; and now in heaven, <br />remember my lullaby; <br />I love you my baby.<br /><br />Aislinn Armstrong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-451/
