By Nicole L. Fuata       nfuata@chaminade.edu
Date: 6 June 1997

A Mother's Loss

There is a great hole in my heart
since you've gone away.
All the love of yesterday
has left pain behind for today.
You were created spontaneously
simply by mistake.
I did not want to abort you,
the responsibility I wanted to take.
One day your daddy hit me
and flew me down the stairs.
He apologized and held me,
pretending that he cares.
But all his sorrow and tears
cannot ease the pain
of losing my dear baby,
one I'll never see again...
I know you're up in Heaven
watching all I do.
I'll pray for you until I die
and remember that I'll always love you.