Heather Schroer

Rookie (December 16,1979 / Fort Leonard Wood, MO)

Only Fifteen - Poem by Heather Schroer

I hear it cry
Through mounds of flesh
I hear it breathe
Though it's not born yet

I miss it
Though it hasn't come
For this is my first
And only one

I hear it breathe again
And this is on the outside
I hear it cry again
And so forth every night

His daddy has left
He couldn't handle the job
Now I wanna leave
Go in a dark corner and sob

We should've learned our lesson
When another mother was seen
But we were young and ignorant
And only fifteen

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 27, 2008

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