Unfair

I hold her so tenderly, so gently, with so much care,
For hours now I have done nothing but stare.

Her tiny little hands no bigger than my thumb,
Her tiny little nose no bigger than a crumb.

She will grow to be a success at everything she does,
She will never be a quitter or a failure like I was.

She will cure many diseases and help the cause for world peace,
She will see to stopping violence and that world hunger cease.

I said that she wasn't a quitter and I don't change my stance,
But this stillborn little girl never really had a chance.

by secretpoet
posted on 07/06/2007