Goodnight, Grace…

Lovely healthy heartbeat, I can almost hear the pitter patter of tiny feet,

You have a strong baby in there, she's strong as an ox and made of steal,

Have you decided on a name for this little magic bean?

Not yet, the time is flying and everything just feels surreal.

The nursery is coming along, she's going to be the princess in her castle,

When it's night and she's restless, I'll be in the corner giving her a bottle,

I will become the forgotten, but my life will be whole, as I breathe for her,

As a loving mother I'll be brand new but it'll come natural as I learn.

A bump in the night, something doesn't feel right, I don't feel the butterflies,

My stomach isn't moving, my fears are looming, I quickly dialled 999,

Rushed to hospital, I could hardly breathe, the nightmare running through my head,

All I could think, was them tiny little feet, bouncing up and down on her new bed,

I was told she had lost her breath and I would have to give birth,

I can't comprehend what is happening to my precious little girl,

I didn't have time to dream with her, she didn't wrap her hand around my finger,

I didn't have time to feed her, I wanted a moment for her love to linger,

What I had in my arms was my flesh and blood, for now I had a name,

The time you were in me, your love I understood, my dear grace,

With the tears of lost love rolling down my empty vacant face,

In my whole lifetime I know, I will never again feel such pain.

As my memory of her lives on, she was still my baby and she'll never be forgotten,

He took her too soon like a thief in the night, now rest in your bright white coffin,

Goodnight grace...