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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1858628
A contest entry for Picture Perfect Poetry.
Atop a white five-drawer baby chest
sits a dusty white bunny rabbit.
He cuddles his hoard
of empty plastic Easter Eggs.

A lump forms in my throat
as I look round the room
at the empty white bed
and the dangling mobile above.

For a moment I hear laughter
and the sweet happy sounds
of my child at play.
My empty arms ache.

Two long years have passed.
since little Sarah played
and held up her arms
to be held close to my beating heart.

It was the week before Easter
when only silence greeted my ears.
I checked to find the cold blue
silent body of my sweet child.

Sudden Infant Death Syndrome
no one can explain
or take away the pain
or fill these empty arms.

I close the door
once more I restore
a quiet place for
her spirit to rest.

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