Anna and Taylor

I have to 

Go 

To a baby 

Shower

I don't want

To.

It just 

Reminds me.

Reminds 

Me 

That I will never 

Be a mother.

The lessons 

My mother 

Taught me,

Won't be handed

Down.

I won't be

Able to 

Make 

Someone's 

Life better.

I had 2

Miscarriages.

I named both

My children.

I can't mention

Their names because 

The thought 

Of them

The whisper 

Of them

Makes  me incomplete.

I picked out 

The pink

Baby card

Wondering..

What it 

Would be 

Like to have 

Someone 

Let me 

Love them

More than

Myself.

What it 

Would be 

Like to sacrifice.

But I will

Never know

My sweet Anna

And my sweet Taylor.

As the cashier 

Rings 

Up 

The card...

She 

Remarks..

Everybody loves

A baby!

I take my 

Card out 

And swipe 

It.

I respond 

In a whisper,

Yes..

Some of 

Us loved 

Two babies.