I suffered a missed miscarriage last month at 12 weeks, the baby had stopped growing a few weeks before. It took 4 weeks for the whole process to be over and now I feel that I can finally start dealing with my emotions. I have good days and bad, but I worry that I have no way of remembering or properly acknowledging what happened. I don't want a keepsake or anything like that, so I decided to write a little poem to sum up how I feel and I really would like to share it.
My little love, my little bean,
My treasure who I've never seen.
A piece of life, a piece of me,
My baby who I'll never see.
I ache inside, it hurts my heart,
For the life we'd have that didn't start.
I must move on, but won't forget.
I'll miss you though we never met.