To Danaiah Elaine: A Eulogy for Our Angel

It breaks my heart

Little one,

that I will never see

you open those baby eyes

to the wonders

of this world;

It breaks my heart

Little one,

that I will never hear

a single coo or gurgle

or a laugh

sound from your baby lips;

It breaks my heart

Little one,

that I will never  feel

your tiny arms

around my neck

or your soft lips

smacking baby kisses

on my cheeks.

And most of all

Little angel,

It breaks me

into a million pieces

to know

that I will never

have memories of you

save for one:

You

Cradled amongst flowers

and candles

so cherubic, so silent,

so cold

in Death...

and so my heart

breaks,

breaks,

breaks

for you

Dearest one.