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A poem For Elijah on his due date

In honour of Elijah, we are publishing this poem from his Mama

For Elijah

In a perfect world

You’d be in my arms

Aching back from carrying you

Body swollen and bruised

Heart full.

I live side by side with this parallel life

Or two

I’ll never know what could have been

But your perfect soul is with me

Lives alongside me

Your hand curled around my finger

Your tiny body wrapped in mine.

I can see it all

Every moment

As though it were real

And not snatched away

In some twisted fate.

I will carry you always

I will watch you grow

And even though only I can see you

You see me too

I know.


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