Sometimes I sit and think about
the one I left behind.
The little soul beyond my womb
that now lives in my mind.

The little heartbeat that he had
which never had a chance.
And little eyes which he just got
that never took a glance.

The tiny fingers that he formed
which never got to feel.
And tiny brain inside of him
that never got to heal.

His lips so small and perfect,
I'll never get to kiss.
And little arms to hug
that I won't know to miss.

His feet will never get to walk
their magical first steps.
And I will never get to kiss
his 'boo boos' while he wept.

What color would his hair be
if it was let to grow?
And would he be athletic
or would he rather sew?

I guess I'll never really know
the questions that I ask.
But I'll never stop wondering
or put him in my past.

I'll have to learn to live with
the decisions that I've made.
To put it all behind me
the prices I have paid.

He'll live forever in my mind
and grow within my heart.
We'll go on living life as one
and never have to part.