It may have been i was but too young myself
a young lady barely able to raise herself
soon to hold the task of raising a child
yet it was with joy i put this task before me
i read book,watched people as they cared for their kids
ohh how i wanted to be the perfect mom
each night i dreamed of seeing you run and play
of you running over into my arms
i would hold you with a heart of love
kiss away all the pain when you fell
forgive you when you make a mistake
show you the errors of my ways
so you can grow to a better person then me
days soon turned to weeks
weeks then to months
i felt you inside me grow
i felt the kicks,i felt you move
25 weeks passed till on one dark night
i drove you to the hospital alone tears to my eyes
thinking please not yet its too soon
but from me you were born
a small little girl barely 2 pounds
struggling to breathe and hold on
i cried when i heldyo in my arms
cried when the doctor had you in surgery
seven days past i sat by your side
and saw life from you leave
for me holding you forever was not meant to be
i prayed you would stay with me but they went unanswered
now i pray your are safe in heaven
maybe my parents are their holding you
till i can be their too
i pray your safe,i pray your happy
and each night i ask a selfish thing
will my heart ever beat again?