Little one #39 or my lost one

Little one #39 or my lost one




A lifetime of desire
I had left in her belly
That wonder that was growing there
Cell upon cell
Becoming part of her
Of me
Her womb housing
A miracle
A longed for wonder
Perfection of her and I
Her body the nurturer
And protector

And then one night
Late and dark
She screamed
As the blood flowed

And a man in a white cotton
Coat
That hung to his knees
Came to me
In the darkness of that room
Filled with people bleeding and sick
And said I am sorry