The Pond

December 12, 2011
By , Las Vegas, NV
While staring at my reflection in the water,
The face I see is a face of sorrow and dismay.
Every tear I shed is for my unborn daughter,
I cant help but think of her everyday.

The face I see is a face of sorrow and dismay,
As if the beautiful gift I was given was taken right before my eyes.
I cant help but think of her everyday,
Happening when I least expect it with me not knowing why.

As if the beautiful gift I was given was taken right before my eyes.
Every tear I shed is for my unborn daughter,
Happening when I least expect it without me knowing why.
While staring at my reflection in the water.





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