Born too soon

I wake in the morning, but donít hear a sound,

A hand on my tummy thatís no longer round,

It takes a few moments for me to remember

My baby girl came in June, and not September

Her things all around us, yet she is not here

The thought overwhelms me with distress and fear

Born far to soon, yet out she came

For us, life would never be the same

Our beautiful daughter so small and slight

Fighting so hard for her precious life

And still she fights on, each day getting stronger

Yet a desperately wish I couldíve held on longer

What the future holds, nobody yet knows

I just wait for the day we can finally bring her home

Mrs Kerry Sheridan