(An emotional letter penned by an aborted foetus to her unclaimed mother)
The stars are out in the sky
And the moon has been singing the lullaby,
I’ve had a lovely meal tonight
And the day was also almost fine!
Yet, I miss your cradle- songs
And all your lovely ways;
I wish you had let me colour your quiet days.
When tomorrow comes
Don’t forget to tell him my story;
How I grew, how I loved you.
Tell Daddy to smile a hundred smiles,
Tell him, I miss him too!
But Mumma dear, you mustn’t cry,
For I know you loved me much.
Wrap my little life, a few weeks old
In bonds of eternal warmth.
And let my memory grow…
Years later, when I’m not even history anymore
Take me out on full moon nights;
I’ll still be there,
I’ll remain your child!