I’M YOURS DADDY

A poem expressing my emotions through sincere love for my baby I miscarried.

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I’ve tiny feet and baby fingers,

I’m an angel with wings to stop me fall,

I’ve a smile so powerful and i’m not big in height,

I’m a baby, so cute and small.

Excitement so clear soon vanished,

My heartbeat suddenly stopped,

When you’re down, please don’t be upset,

’cause i’m up here, looking down from the top.

Although we didn’t meet in person,

It was my time to part,

I still heard your voice and felt your tears,

I’m only up above, we’re never far apart.

You’re always centre of my mind and always kept in my heart,

But don’t you be worried dad,

I’ll always be yours,

So please stop being down and feeling so sad.

When it’s time to meet you Daddy,

I’ll hug you, kiss you and hold you too,

It’ll not be long going in I promise,

So please wait father and let me love you.

Here I’ll guide you through your days,

But home for me is among the bright stars,

Looking down and lighting up your life direction,

Taking away your hurt and scars.

Until we are together and officially meet,

Let’s not fret and smile for now,

I’ll never stop guiding you, I’ll always love you,

When i’m on your mind, send me a kiss & look to the sky.

-James Keenan

TINY FEET

A POEM OF A FATHERS BROKEN HEART 💔

Every time I look at a twinkling star,

I believe it’s you saying hello from afar.

My little baby girl it feels like years.

Now you’re my angel wiping away my tears.

Life was just beginning with no heartbeat heard,

I missed out on what should have been special and forever shared.

You gone so quick it was if you vanished,

My chest ached and my heart demolished.

I sense you’re around and hope always near,

I feel you closer through prayers and tear.

Though we didn’t meet in person, i’m sorry we had to part,

I just wished I had the opportunity to hear your little heart.

You stopped breathing and two eyes closed to rest.

God broke my heart to prove, he only takes the best.

It’s unfortunate what directions our lives take,

On each anniversary my eyes fill up and I feel that heartache.

I listen for your tiny feet in the patter of the rain,

It’s with gentle drops of angels tears that takes away my pain.

You may be afar, however I did name you Skye,

A place I can look up to, when I want to talk or cry.

– James Keenan