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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA 
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Will I ever again feel the flutter of my unborn child? Soft, feathery movements of a butterfly. This person who is a part of me and so familiar that our hearts beat as one? Can I relive the magic of that tender moment the first time our eyes lock? The wonder at this tiny angel nestling in my arms? My soul weeps from deep within for I know it will never be. The cradle stands empty knowing it will never rock again. My womb, once bursting with life, now sits barren. |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
Graham, you're poem "Gift of Life" struck a nerve. I just penned this in response to the emotions your poem brought forth. |
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Terri Member
since 1999-08-08
Posts 82Turtle Creek, PA |
Oh Tara....how sad. This definitely hits a nerve. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
What could anyone possibly say? I read what you wrote in Prose and I'm assuming you work with kids. They're not 'yours' I know - but I hope they're a comfort to you, and I hope coming here is a comfort too. |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
*swallowing a lump* don't feel too sorry for me. i chose to have a tubal ligation at the age of 21, because my husband (who i'm now divorcing) didn't want more children. the hardest part is knowing i brought this on myself. it's the only regret i have. |
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