Hanna Poem by sharron james

Twenty weeks twenty more to go,
Routine ultrasound, so eager to know.
A little beautiful girl or another bouncing baby boy,
Either way a little one full of joy.
The doctor needs to talk to ypu was all she said,
And in one single phone call all of our hopes and dreams were dead.
You were gone before we knew anything was wrong,
The car ride home seemed to take so long.
Thinking about what to tell our family and friends,
That the unthinkable had happened and our dreams came to a bitter end.
Even though you are gone, I wear your ashes in a teddy bear close to my heart,
I still wake up and forget you are gone and the pain again starts.
Losing you was the hardest thing I've ever been through,
But God must have had a special plan for you.
He never intended for you to take your first breath or ever cry,
The reason he chose this for you, we may never know why.
But who are we to sit here and judge,
He took your tiny body but could not take our everlasting love.
I know you are in heaven watching us from above,
Just know even though we never really meant you were very loved.
You tiny body is gone but your memory remains with me here,
This brings a little comfort but also many tears.
Family and friends are all afraid of saying the wrong thing,
It feels like our life will never again be the same.
To and degree I know this is true,
Because everyday no matter what, I spend without you.