Thoughts of An Unborn Child

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submitted by Brenda Mogoul in Pennsylvania

Mommy keep me safe,
Mommy keep me warm,
Handle me with all your love,
Mommy keep me from harm.
I'm only six weeks old today,
This birthday gift to me,
A pair of bright blue eyes,
That someday you will see.
I've barely got ears,
A little puppy nose,
And at the end of my feet,
Little things called toes.
Looking forward to my life,
Toys, Teddy bears, snails, and long fairy tales.
Where are we going, Mommy?
In a bath, on a bus ride or, perhaps far away?
Where are we going being pushed at all force?
How funny it feels passing through doors,
People dressed in green,
If they hurt you, Mommy, just scream.
What's happening, Mommy?
I'm starting to cry,
Mommy, come quickly!
They're making me die!
Killing me quickly,
Pulling me apart,
Everything inside of me,
Even my heart,
Bye Mommy, good-bye.
But how I wanted to see
The grass, the trees,
Hear a sweet song,
Feel a sweet breeze.

Bye Mommy. Good-bye.
I love You.   I really do. 
I just wish you could love me too.