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Parents of lost babies and potential of all kinds: come here to share the technicolour, the vividness, the despair, the heart-broken-open, the compassion we learn for others, having been through this mess — and see it reflected back at you, acknowledged and understood.

Thanks to photographer Xin Li and to artist Stephanie Sicore for their respective illustrations and photos.

for one and all > Life after death

I am told I must stay, I must live.
I am told to go on, to sow and reap.
I am told I am needed here.
I hear them tell me this,
I hear the words and the pleas.
I do not know if I have this strength.
I do not know if I have this courage.
Many before me have had it,
But why must I now bear this burden?
I have no choice, so I will bear it -
But all have knelt and asked why,
Why must this remain our mystery?
October 8, 2010 | Unregistered Commenter-
All of your poems have really spoken to me. Thank you for posting them. I hope to read more.

As for this one... I wish I knew why you, me, all of us were chosen to walk this horrible path. I have tried to let go of the "why me"s, but still have my days when I ask this question. You are right, however-- we have no choice but to move forward. As your poem so beautifully captures, it is a very heavy weight to bear.

Peace and strength to you.
October 8, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterSteph
Thank you for sharing this
October 8, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterLeslie