<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Mother and her Dead Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Looking back <br>it seemed <br>the child </div><div style="margin:10px 0">was not to be <br>always there, <br>not through lack </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of love or care, <br>but something <br>that came to her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in dreams of dread <br>at night asleep in bed. <br>She tries to retake </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in dreams <br>the child back, <br>to pretend </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that through <br>wishful thinking <br>she can make up </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the lack. <br>Arms fold <br>into cradle </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as once they had <br>when child lay <br>in arm's hold, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">snuggled <br>and warm, <br>alive and moving, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">seeking out with <br>eyes and fingers <br>her mother's dug. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rock-abye-baby <br>no more, <br>the arms </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and hands <br>redundant, <br>the last time </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she recalls <br>the dead child <br>in arms, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">rocking <br>back and forth, <br>as if this might cure </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and bring back <br>to life, <br>might stir open </div><div style="margin:10px 0">eyes, jog open <br>lips and mouth <br>to suck. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not to be <br>just the memory, <br>ill luck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527635" data-title="A Mother and her Dead Child de Terry Collett" data-description="Looking back it seemed the child was not to be always there, not through lack of love or care, but something that came to her in dreams of dread at night asleep in bed. She tries to retake in dreams the child back, to pretend t..."></div> </div> </div>

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