December 15, 2009
by Michelle Swords
a life long ago, she no longer lives
she barely remembers those days, so much younger
naive, full of hope and ambition...
a life today, she is currently living
she barely makes it day to day
lessons learned from experiences lived
she is a woman
beautiful, hurting, aching
always
:::
about the poem.
I wrote this only six months after losing Xavier Ian. The person I remember me being is gone forever and I struggle with finding myself again. I think I really found myself when I became a mommy and to lose a child made me completely question everything. I have two living children, but I now have to find a way to live again, through the pain. -Michelle
about the contributor.
Michelle writes about her journey on her blog My World. She writes the names of babies gone too soon at Hangin' With Xavier on the Fridge.
It holds a lot in so little words. Very nice.
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