Wednesday, May 15, 2019

Dear Baby Hall




Your name unknown
Provokes lingering questions.
I never met you - yet,
The heart becomes perplexed

As I miss you.

Never allowed a proper goodbye;
Nevertheless: I am haunted
By the fact that I never received
A sufficient hello.
An unexplainable pain suddenly maims
As I admit the absence
Of a sibling I should have known.  

Usual days fail to remind
My forgetfulness of you.
A sudden word or picture
Within a moment
Jots back to the loss
Unknown how to speak,
Yet, heavy to bear sometimes.

How can one love someone
They unknowingly lost, until
Years’ closets revealed the webs’
Tapestry of the story
You should’ve played?
I wonder if I am the only
Who thinks about what could’ve been.

Brother probably doesn’t even know.
Dad is willing to talk when asked;
Mom never mentions you.
As great the hurt I hold,
I can only imagine
The wounds she withholds from the world,
Forging a perpetual secret bleeding.

I cannot answer why.  I don’t know.
Is there any blame;
Is it anyone’s fault?
I don’t know.  But I choose to believe
God is good; this is the hope I hold.

Advised to know
You are Home;
This is my only comfort.
What could’ve been is not what is.
And yet, neither of us
Know what will be.
Eternity’s pages yet to be
Written and revealed.
But someday I will meet you,
See you and know you.
Until then…

Love you, and forever in my heart,
Laura Emily

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