Crying Always Inside Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Seeing the love you have for your daughter, it is beautiful,
memorialized in many crystal tears.

Your daughter was very lucky to have a Mom like you, always
there for her every time a memory came to mind.

Sorrow over having lost her must break your heart in two
each time you look at her picture.

There's no way you can ever get over the grief, it seems it
would be ever present.

Carrying her within for nine long months, finally getting to
see her face when she was born.

Laboring day and night with feedings, changing diapers, going
through illnesses, a twenty-four hour, around the clock job
as mother.

Watching her sleep, seeing her smile, holding her hand,
teaching her to walk, play, run and jump - growing all the
while.

Seeing yourself in the way she acts, smiles, laughs, teaching
her the morally right things to do.

Arguing, getting angry, loving, making up, saying you're sorry,
all of her life, remembered in the little acts of love forever.

Your world right now is a sad and lonely place were she is no
more, yet all memories of her life are memorialized in many
crystal tears, and all the good times you shared together
remain in your heart.