Wren

Inside my womb where you safely grew
Nine months and an entire lifetime loving you 
Our hearts beat in sync, the sweetest sound 
Mother and daughter intrinsically bound

Our baby girl, born soundly sleeping 
Your silent cry, our endless weeping 

You knew no suffering, no pain or grief 
Only love and tenderness, this we believe

Memorising every inch of your perfect face
That our fingers got to so lovingly trace 

We achingly said our final goodbye 
Our empty arms, our unanswered "why"?

We cherish every treasured keepsake 
Something to ease the heavy heartache 
Your perfect handprints cast in a mould 
A tangible something for us to hold

Carrying you from conception to birth 
You form our world, our entire earth 
Although your life was far too swift 
You will forever be our greatest gift

Until we get to meet you again 
Fly high little bird, our precious Wren

@ainsleigh_writes

A poem I wrote for a dear friend whose daughter ran ahead too soon