My leaf
16th January 2017
It was the tiniest leaf that fell from the big oak tree,
so tiny yet so perfectly formed but never meant to be.
The latest news from the Miscarriage Association
16th January 2017
It was the tiniest leaf that fell from the big oak tree,
so tiny yet so perfectly formed but never meant to be.
16th January 2017
It’s hard to find the words my darling,
The words people expect to hear.
Like how I can’t live any longer,
Knowing you’re not here.
16th January 2017
Angry red stain
Signals the end.
5 weeks of attachment
Erased in a moment.
16th January 2017
16th January 2017
Such excitement, such joy
We could hardly believe our luck when we saw you appear
Disbelief and a tingle of fear
Our little line of joy
16th January 2017
A poem by Charlotte whose baby girl was found to have no heartbeat at 19 weeks and was finally delivered at 19 weeks and 3 days.
16th January 2017
Joy is a wonderful thing were pregnant
The moment we found out,
We were over joyed with happiness
This soon turned to grief
16th January 2017
When the bleeding stops
And I’m still feeling pretty lame
I wish you’d stayed around,
So I could have given you a name
16th January 2017
So two years later
And too much turmoil
Has been unable to spoil
The wonder of you