I wrote this the other night, and figured I'd share.
It's not the best i've written, and I haven't edited it yet--but here it is:
There's more to us then meets the eye,
even though you may not see us cry.
We know true heartbreak, we know loss,
yet, we try to put on our strong face--no matter the cost.
In private though, that's where our emotions run wild,
thinking about things we saw during our day,
or wishing we could change the fact that
we had something taken away.
It's a sisterhood, that none of us should have ever
had to join.
But, it did and none of us could have found,
a better place to go.
Somewhere in our journey for comfort, and solace,
we found friends, sisters, and, yes
make-shift therapists.
We lost our babies,
nothing simple about that,
but still there remains the fact:
While we cry about what should have been,
and sometimes can't even talk about it,
to our kin.
our angel babies watch over us,
they are always near.
We'll remember them always,
and will always hold them dear.
The TTCAL journey is a hard one,
quite possibly one of the hardest we'll ever have to make.
Plunging into the unknown, the uncertainty, and fear.
But, we have something a lot of other women don't.
Each other; And our love is so great, noone,
and nothing could ever sink our boat.
I'll forever be grateful for my sisters,
I didn't expect to find.
While we never may have peace of mind,
we'll never give up hope,
and know that are rainbow babies aren't too far behind.
Hope you like it.