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THOUGHTS OF AN UNBORN CHILD
Author Unknown
via le_ranger
Mommy keep me safe, mommy keep me warm,
Handle me with all your love, and keep me from all harm.
I’m only six weeks old today, this birthday gift of me,
A pair of bright blue eyes, that someday you will see.
I barely have some tiny ears, and a little puppy nose,
And at the end of both my feet, little things called toes.
I’m looking forward to my life, teddy bears, boats with sails,
And listening to you tell me, long and funny fairy tales.
Where are we going Mommy, will we be gone all day?
Are we going on a bus ride, are we going far away?
Where have we gone Mommy? I hear noise all around,
What are they doing Mummy, I hear a whirring sound.
Why are they pushing on your tummy?
Please don’t let them hurt you Mommy,
What are they doing to you? Why are they dressed in green?
The whirring noise is louder, if they hurt you Mommy, just scream.
What’s happening to me Mommy? Why do I want to cry,
Mommy come quickly, I think they’re causing me to die.
Why are they killing me Mommy, I’m being pulled apart,
Everything inside of me, even my little heart.
Mommy, how I want to hear, little birdies sing their song,
And see the butterflies go by - but it hurts and all seems wrong.
The whirring noise is getting louder, I feel such awful pain,
I wish none of this was happening, and we were home again.
One last thought before I die, Mommy I wish that you could hear,
My tiny voice, my last good-bye, oh, that would be so dear.
I love you Mommy, I really do….
Oh, how I wish you could love me too.
Bye, bye Mommy, good-bye……
Author Unknown
via le_ranger
Mommy keep me safe, mommy keep me warm,
Handle me with all your love, and keep me from all harm.
I’m only six weeks old today, this birthday gift of me,
A pair of bright blue eyes, that someday you will see.
I barely have some tiny ears, and a little puppy nose,
And at the end of both my feet, little things called toes.
I’m looking forward to my life, teddy bears, boats with sails,
And listening to you tell me, long and funny fairy tales.
Where are we going Mommy, will we be gone all day?
Are we going on a bus ride, are we going far away?
Where have we gone Mommy? I hear noise all around,
What are they doing Mummy, I hear a whirring sound.
Why are they pushing on your tummy?
Please don’t let them hurt you Mommy,
What are they doing to you? Why are they dressed in green?
The whirring noise is louder, if they hurt you Mommy, just scream.
What’s happening to me Mommy? Why do I want to cry,
Mommy come quickly, I think they’re causing me to die.
Why are they killing me Mommy, I’m being pulled apart,
Everything inside of me, even my little heart.
Mommy, how I want to hear, little birdies sing their song,
And see the butterflies go by - but it hurts and all seems wrong.
The whirring noise is getting louder, I feel such awful pain,
I wish none of this was happening, and we were home again.
One last thought before I die, Mommy I wish that you could hear,
My tiny voice, my last good-bye, oh, that would be so dear.
I love you Mommy, I really do….
Oh, how I wish you could love me too.
Bye, bye Mommy, good-bye……