My Baby is Missing

by Heather Kimble

 

What can I do?

 

What can I say?

 

I'm done.

 

I'm tired of feeling this way.

 

I just want to quit.

 

But I can't.

 

There is much to be happy about.

 

Though in every happy moment I can't stopping thinking how my baby is missing.

 

I laugh.

 

I smile.

 

I even have fun.

 

But all the while just keep thinking how my baby is missing.

 

It never stops.

 

It just won't end.

 

There's nothing that can be done.

 

There's nothing that can be said.

 

I go through the motions.

 

But I'm always thinking about my baby that's missing.

 

 

(c) Heather Kimble