Tuesday, January 14


She thought of all the lullabies she would never sing, 
as she idly kicked the empty swing.
She reminisced about the aeroplane noises she'd never make,
and all the precautions she would never be told to take. 
She felt a shuddering cold,
As she thought of the parental role into which she'd never mould.
Discarded onesies lie wasted in the room,
Damp with tears, enveloped in gloom.
She sobbed as she thought of all the stories she would never tell,
Just because she let her guard down once, and down she fell.


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