Posted in Poetry

Wingless

~ a love letter ~


To my precious little one,
whose blood was once my blood,
heartbeats rhymed with mine,
whose every atom was part of me,

You were here so brief,
yet you left a trace so deep.
Your presence was short,
yet you gifted us love that was without fault.

My dear little one,
who was way too priceless,
for the world to carry,
for the heaven to lose,

Your existence will linger,
in every passing air I breathe,
in every thought I think,
in all the love left inside of me.

My dear wingless soul,
I love you.

~ Nat ~

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