Ode To A Stillborn Child Poem by Frances Ayers

Ode To A Stillborn Child

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Serene expression
Wrapped in soft gossamer wings
A fragile angel

Tears form a blanket
Caressing a life unlived
Memories are formed

Minutes like hours
Fall gently upon mourners
Loving family

As wishes and dreams
Are tucked away, memories
Allow last goodbye

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