baby

Miss Shelly

Miss Shelly

I call her

For she’s spared these eyes

A humbling moment

I hope that I too

Will someday be a Miss Shelly

She’s clothed in dungarees, blonde hair in a messy bun

She cradles her wee one, who’s also matching her khaki jacket

Miss Shelly

Ever so protective

Very much the doting mother

She loves on her little one

And me? I watch

Till his eyes meet mine

Baby chuckles in delight

What a wonderful sight to behold

Ah Miss Shelly!

She’d do anything for him

She’d put herself last

Miss Shelly, go on and be blessed

And I can’t help but think

Of all the purest connections

My eyes have made

With the very young and innocent

I wish they’d remember

I wish that, this could someday make them smile

I wish they’d know, how for a few minutes

They had made a stranger’s day

The End

When you know, you know

Unmistakable synergy

The senses relaying,

The tragic news

But it’s the switch

The transition, the click

The crossover

Immediate and sudden

Burden is delivered

Guilt casts over

The silent ache, reverberating

This, the soundtrack to the loss of child

Before my own

Wee one, rocking in my arms
You are before my own
Unconditional love as this, you wouldn’t see no harm
My baby on loan

Hold onto me as I sing to you
Chuckle, grunt, be free
I’d be that too
You are here before my own

Coo at me, smile a river’s breadth
You mightn’t remember times as this
But you’ve molded me nurturer
Practising for when my own seed is sown