The ocean is aglow as the sun
starts to set,
Sending an artistic pattern as
God's creations met.
Love is inward beauty outwardly
Love is appreciating everything,
expecting nothing, and giving all.
An unborn child I will not hear, cry,
Nor get to cradle and sing "Rock-a-Bye".
My womb is empty of a human soul,
Arms outstretched won't attain their goal.