As she lay on the couch and cry,
She knew something was not right.
Her body felt as if some one was ripping her in two,
From the inside out.
It was six months to early,
This shouldnt be happening.
After the worst of the pain had passed,
She slept for days.
Waking only for the most urgent matters.
But in her heart and mind the pain still lives.
When she looks in to the eyes of a small child about that age,
Her heart breaks,
Her soul silently aches.
The secret she keeps hidden deep inside,
All so she can face her loved ones with pride.
Ever hopeful her pain will end,
When one day another chance God will send.
** A story about a tough spot in time that I remember most vividly on January 7th. Making January the toughest time of the year for me.
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