The Aborted Babies - Poem by Ruth White
Hello there, I didn't mean to bother you or your mind.
But could you please just spare some of your precious time?
I have a simple question that I wanted for you to hear.
Why don't you hold us close to your hearts, my dears?
Is it because we come into the world, needing help?
Or maybe because we make wanna you cry and yelp?
We are sorry we make you cry, we swear.
But please, is that the only reason why you won't let us out there?
We could kiss you, and hug you, and love you a lot.
But instead, you pushed us away, we haven't forgot.
Now I know the word “Fetus” is what we are called.
But God did not name us near that name at all.
God gave you an amazing present, you see.
It was the beginning of a family, it was to start with you and me.
If you hadn't pushed me away, you would've had a family to love.
And me and my siblings would've loved you, mommy and daddy, all above.
I am a little sad, but not at all angry for what you did.
I just want you to know that I am still your loving kid.
I am here up in heaven, waiting patiently for you to come.
I forgive you mommy and daddy, love you aborted daughter or son.
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