A baby born... yet still asleep
No gentle breath... for her they weep
Mother cradles her little head
So perfectly formed and yet dead
An angel fallen, from the sky
Lies so peaceful, she does not cry
Her nursery... an empty void
Her silent crib... bereft of joy
A mother... and yet still to be
A near father... brought to his knees
Together... only a short while
Now sympathies, where should be smiles
With dreams and hopes, they did invest
Each year goes by... they mourn no less
The precious bond they shared was real
Her existence... they'll not conceal
An "Angel baby"... missed each day
For safe keeping, they still... do pray
For their love for her, is timeless
Each second spent with her... priceless
© Debbie Razey 2016