Tissues required

In my circle of girlfriends six have lost eight children in four years....
Six of these children were past the first trimester of pregnancy. Two died during the first 48 hours after delivery...

On Easter Monday (which would have been one of these angels' first birthday) I wrote this lyric.....

(Maybe Hubby can write the music when things get quieter.)




I don't begin to understand
The dark mysteries of this life
That are clearly not of man.
I don't grasp the reason why
Your child had to die
Before you held their hand
And the pain that breaks my soul in two is real
But nothing can compare to the pain you feel
And my words they just will never do
It seems there is no comforting you.

As time marches on we still don't see
with any sort of clarity.
Your tears rest just beneath your smile
They are there all the while
All the while...