Unborn Echoing cries tantalize the air Images of a child begin to appear How I wished to have touched that baby skin Wanting to gaze into the inexperienced eyes Purely innocent within birth Eyes cry and sad tears drop Should of been for birthday years Hands and feet should be kicking A diminutive mouth should crave my milk These are only thoughts Not memories of a born child Death not by a surgeons hand Nature of life created that morbid day Hush now, my baby, Sleep that enternal sleep Let your soul linger with spirits You were unborn Never forgotten in my mind