Heavy Heart

I write this entry with a heavy heart. This week our hearts were broken when we found out the baby we had worked so hard to create did not make it. I was 8 1/2 weeks along and had just heard the heartbeat 2 weeks ago. But Tuesday afternoon, there was no longer a heartbeat. Our hearts are so very sad. I was given this poem from a dear friend, and I want to share it.

My Butterfly

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I long to feel the soft weight of you

to welcome you home, with kisses

on silky round cheeks.

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Instead my arms ache with the

weight of your absence,

the empty places that were meant for you

to grow into.

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My love for you will last an eternity

My hopes and dreams now carried

on the fragile wings of each butterfly passing

compelling me to pause,

to savour each moment,

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each flutter in my heart-

your wings.

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-Unknown-

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Every time you see a butterfly, say a little prayer for Baby King. For this baby was created with lots of love and will be missed terribly. Thank you to all our family and friends for your love, support, kind words and gifts. You just being there helps us.