Just One Time

A poem about our unborn children that we never had a chance to hold.

Daddy’s little babies,
I love with all my heart.

Taken away to Heaven
before their lives could start.

Each had a personality,
had a face, would have a name.

They would have shared their love with me,
and been loved back just the same.

I wish for one thing only
before Heaven’s stairs they climb.

To hold in my own arms,
my babies, just one time.