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I had a dream about us last night. I dreamt we had a child. She was 5 months old and barely alive. But I was just glad that she was mine.
In the short ten minutes we'd spent with you, wrapped in swaddle of cotton blue, We sat in awe and silent gaze, and shared one breath through sun lit rays.
Don't let them say I wasn't born, that something stopped my heart.. I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I've loved you from the start..
Today, I am sad. Nine months ago, mum called, over the moon. Today, I held little Ellie in my arms. Too cold. To frail.