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-It's Over
It's Over
It came from out of nowhere
a simple question posed.
Tears welled up in my eyes
old emotions re exposed.
From my place in hiding
these tears he could not see.
How such a simple question
could touch me so deeply.
In these past few years
I have finally begun to accept,
the awful fact of life
I hoped wasn't happening yet.
At 44 I reached that age
and knew it must be true.
There'd be no more baby girls in pink
or boys in baby blue.
Mothers at church with babies
was more than I could bear.
Even pregnant women on tv
left me in despair.
So its been settled in my mind
those conceiving days are over.
I've reach a new stage in my life,
new purpose to discover.
So what was my undoing?
The question he wanted to know?
'Can you still have kids?' he asked.
'No, I don't think so.'
Kim:
We used to go through this emotion too ... at least my wife did ... and maybe still does. As a male, I cannot truly relate, but now that I've read your poem, I am a little closer to understanding, and empathise.
Ken
My Secret River
I just wanted to read this again. It's so beautiful and touches me so deeply. Only a mother could feel the pain it brings back to mind.
Jessica
I knew we were sisters at heart! I cried reading this. Just sat here and boo-hooed. I love babies and wanted to share that joy again. I know this feeling of heartache and break and you have expressed it so eloquently that it fairly took my breath. Kim, this is absolutely beautiful. Can you tell the kids have left? lol God bless you my friend.
Jessica
oh me oh my...is this poem true? if it is...I'm soo sorry=( It must be horrible for you. I wonder, do you have any kids? I'm really sorry I dont know what to say. Ya know what? For some strange reason, I'm fearing the same thing too. Not havin children when I'm old enough. But anywayz, this poem is the BEST. I've never read anything like it. It really touched me. and i'm definately gonna let my mom read it!!!(since we're really close) Btw, I have a poem about my mom if u go to my page...it's called, "A Daughter's Love". Hope u read it sometimes when u get the time. ANywayz....awesome poem..i just LOVE IT. and once again, I'm sorry =(
~ Hidden Illusion ~
It ain't over till it's over! The fat lady ain't sung yet. You can always adopt. Love, happiness and joy come in many colorful and assorted packages! James
P.S. Pull that tail one time for me! Pull! Snap! Pop! Pull! Pull! Pull! Snap! Pop! MEEoww!!! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull!...purrrrrrrrdda!!!