To My Baby



To my baby that I never met
I just haven’t met you yet

I think about you everyday
I think, and cry
And think and pray

I picture you easily in my mind
Know that I’m not long behind

Missing you forever in this life
I’ll see you one day
When it’s time
Soon my baby,
my angel child

About this poem

Written to my lost child

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Written on August 26, 2023

Submitted by Slkuzmich on August 27, 2023

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Scheme AA BXB CC XBXXX
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 291
Words 65
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 2, 3, 2, 5

Sarah Schneider

I write poetry to help me work through traumatic incidents in life. It’s a way of releasing for me, and would love to share and hopefully help others in the process. more…

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  • Vixility
    I love this poem of yours, this beautiful tribute. I wrote some notes on it while reading through all the poems for the August contest. I thought I might share them with you:

    “A short but exceedingly deep poem. Because the mother ‘never met’ the baby, this poem is most likely about a miscarriage. Heartbreaking, the poem continues on with the mother’s sadness at her child’s departure coupled with her longing to see her baby again. It is a tragic poem of loss that concludes with a sweet sense of hope: that this mother will met her child in the hereafter—there is absolutely no doubt in my heart that she will.

    Incidentally, the poem along with its closing lines (‘my angel child’) instantly reminded me of the following paragraph from Swedenborg’s book, “Heaven and Hell”:

    “Be it known, therefore, that every infant or little child, let him be born where he may, whether in the church or out of it, whether of pious or wicked parents, is received when he dies by the Lord, and is educated in heaven; where he is instructed according to Divine Order, and is imbued with affections for good, and, through them, with knowledge of truth; and that afterwards, as he is perfected in intelligence and wisdom, he is introduced into heaven, and becomes an angel.”
     
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