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Heart Beat

At the ladies' lunch-in
Women gathered about
and one woman's rounding belly
makes the stories all come out

About pain and hours and labour
And diapers and juice cups and dirt
And my heart begins to squeeze
But my face won't show the hurt

Once a heart too small to feel
beat inside of me
but no one even knows it
Except my husband and God Almighty

My stomach was getting bigger
I was soon to show
We were going to tell everyone
But then that little heart ceased to grow

And I don't know why it happened
But I know that there was pain
Not only for my body
More like in every way

Why did God let this happen?
Would I have been such a bad mum?
What did I do so wrong?
How could I tell anyone?

Now I know there is a reason
But that doesn't stop the pain
And even though time has passed
I feel it every day

To loose a child before you meet
Ravishes your heart
And to hear all these women's stories
Again tears it apart

Yes, my heart is hurting
Yes, there's pain inside
And yes I'm happy for you
But the talking makes me cry

So I'll respect your stories
And love the little one we soon will meet
But can we talk of something else?
And maybe my sore heart once more will beat

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