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To The Never Born

By

Alice C. Bateman

  Where did you go

Your little soul

Was with me

Now youíre gone

 

Itís very hard

To take this in

As sudden as it seems

 

Youíve taken with you

Many things

Not least of all some dreams

 

Godís Will, not mine

Hard as it is

To understand some days

 

His Quill, not mine

Must write the script

While we act out the plays

 

Your father didnít want you, dear

Is that why you have gone

Back to the ever-after

Left me a lonely dawn

 

ĎCause when I wake tomorrow

And know that youíre not here

Tears will soak my pillow

Iíll never hold you near

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