World Childless Week

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My Empty Arms

It’s like the light inside me faded, and now is gone
That little flicker of hope, faded and died, the day I lost my son

Work doesn’t define me, work isn’t my goal
Work doesn’t ignite, nor fill my soul

How can I explain my darkest deepest pain
So I keep on smiling through the rain

Yes, I’ve got nieces and nephews, friends kids I adore
But the truth is, I will ,and always will want more

Never hear the word mummy, never nurture a young soul or little mind
Mother Nature, you are wicked , cruel, unkind

Why put the yearning inside me, why make it number one
Why do that, then take away my child ,my chance to be a mum

Leandra Gebrakedan

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