-Aborted

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By ~Stay_Beautiful~20104

They'll never feel my heart beat, They'll never hear my voice. They'll never see my face, And that was all your choice. They'll never get to hold me, Or give me toys or clothes. They'll never feed me a bottle, Or play with my little toes. They'll never change my diaper, They'll never do my hair. They'll never get to meet me, Because I'll never be there. They'll never play tag with me, Or laugh, tickle, and have fun. They'll never sing me Happy Birthday, Because it will never come. You first chose to make me, But then took my life away. But what did I do? Why aren't I here today? I'll never get to meet the world, And the world will never meet me. No one will ever see me, They'll never get to greet me. They'll never get to teach me, They'll never see me grow. We'll never make memories, Or have pictures to show. We'll never share holidays, Or have bar-be-que's and dance. They'll never get to love me, Because, thanks to you, I never had a chance.

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November 6, 2006 15:30 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

This poem is so sad, but so true! I think you did a wonderful job of writing in the third person, for a precious One, which had Life snuffed out. One day that Life will live again, but that is only my thoughts about this poem. Great work you have accomplished here in this poem.
God Bless You,
Glostarg

June 16, 2008 06:33Nora Eason

What an awesome poem.I hope and pray our poems,can help whoever reads them.
shows them that abortion isn't the way to go.Because we were put here for a reason. GOD BLESS YOU, NORA