Poems

Waiting, waiting, so anxiously waiting, the two week wait of hell, Buying the test, racing upstairs even though it might not end well, Three minutes is all it takes to show but it feels like a life time, Hoping, praying, trying to relax, convincing yourself it's all fine.

Today we say goodbye to our seedling Who never saw our eyes Or even their big brother Who is so cheeky and kind

Lost makes it sound misplaced like we left it on the bus On in the shops or up the street but really this is us.

Helen wrote a poem after losing her baby, conceived naturally after four failed IVF attempts.

I’m sorry I never met you, I never felt your touch. You have three gorgeous brothers, Who would of loved you very much.

I never got to feel you move or hear your tiny heart The love was all within I never got to see your face or hold your tiny hands The love was well within

People buzzing round me – it’s just another day, For me it’s a real struggle to keep my grief at bay. My baby is in heaven – how can I deal with that? Trying to be ok and keep my feelings under my hat.

With my mind’s eye, I’ve Watched… You a thousand times

There was a box I had so small, it started like a seed… And in that box I’d place my all that meant the world to me…

I know you are up there Looking down on us You are the angels in the sky That take away my heart