Betty Kulawik

(San Marcos, California, USA)

Unborn - Poem by Betty Kulawik

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.
The Lord has the answer--we question why.
The pain is immense, but I shall try,
Strive to overcome my loss and move ahead,
Til perhaps another soul fills the empty bed.


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  • Lizzy Tomlinson (3/23/2006 8:49:00 AM)


    This poem means so much to me. Well done. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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