Andi Moreno
"The Empty Cradle"
The empty cradle
still rocks slowly
in the back of my mind
when
from time to time
I think of you...
The empty soul
born of my womb
this now empty room
where now and then
I still feel you...
and the empty childhood
you would have filled
had you been born to live...
But you're not here
you never were
but for a moment
in my life
you were a dream
of a life full of love
and pink ribbons
and lace...and now empty space...
When, my daughter,
you were born,
a moment of forever
and never, but still...
I hold you in empty arms
when from time to time
I think of you,
in the back of my mind
where the empty cradle
still rocks slowly...
and you live.
(To Beth Rose, who was real for nine months and two days.)
Posted March1, 1997
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