15 July 2012
This little girl in the spirit world
Often came back to see her mum
When she felt she needed her once again
From the other side she would come
She would sit and look at the face
Of this woman who never gave birth to her
For she was never meant to be born
So by her mothers side she would wonder
She loved to spend these moments
Quietly stroking her mothers hair
She loved the feel and smell of it
As her mother in deep sleep lay there
This night was no different
Only she wanted her mother to hear
So she began to whisper "mummy...mummy"
Her mum began to stir, sensing someone near
The little voice continued " mummy...mummy"
The voice was clear and right by her head
Her eyes opened trying to see
"What?"....she asked quietly from her bed
But there was nothing or no one there
Her eyes blinked, for she knows what she heard
She was looking around the room
Wondering what had just occurred?
She had a feeling of a presence there
So she put her head down and smiled
With that the little girl smiled back
Her mother slept, stroked by her unborn child
The Feeling • Opuss № I