My Promise

Because it’s ok to grieve,

Even though you made a choice,

It’s ok to feel down,

Even though you never hear their voice.

You will always be my baby,

Because I carried you for some weeks,

You were part of my soul,

But your life I couldn’t keep.

I will always be sorry,

For the way I allowed myself to be hurt,

But not being able,

To birth you and raise you.

I will always feel guilty,

For the short life you lived,

You were my first baby,

You will always be a gift.

The pain I am feeling,

I feel it deep in my soul,

All you wanted was a mum,

But I can’t fill that role.

But I promise to be better,

I’ll have a job and a promise,

For your siblings to come,

I’ll be a better mother