I went in for a gender ultrasound for our third child at 19 weeks, only to discover our sweet baby no longer had a heartbeat... I delivered our son, Dason, the very next day on August 10, 2012. This poem was written in the months that followed our devastating loss. Writing poetry is one of the most healing ways, for me, to confront difficult emotions, process and validate my overwhelming heartache and to find the courage and strength to forge ahead. My son’s life and death has truly awakened my spirit and my heart will continue to beat in honor of him as long as I am on this earth. My Angel in the Sky The sun outside is shining bright. Not a cloud up in the sky. And yet this darkness swallows me whole. My heart chokes on goodbye. Sorrow wraps around me tight, Making it hard to breathe. And though I know this too shall pass, For now, I’m asked to grieve. The life I once held close to mine, Protected in my womb. Has died and gone to heaven...
Women's Spiritual Poetry