I have a small corner in my back garden,
That I've dedicated to a special girl,
My little unborn daughter,
Who never made it into this ol' world.
She isn't there of course,
But I built a little shrine,
Where I can go and think of her,
When I find the time.
It lies under a Jacaranda Tree,
I've planted my Gernaniums there too,
A special place for the two of us,
There was nothing else I coud do.
I couldn't help or save her,
Didn't get to know her,
Didn't get to say goodbye,
Sometimes when alone back there I hang my head and cry.
I cried for the child my arm would never hold,
I cried for the precious gift the world would never know,
I cried for myself this longing mother,
With the love I had to bestow.
It has a little plaque there,
I didn't think to make it rhyme,
I wrote from the heart..
As best I could at the time.
'In Loving Memory of Our Daughter',
'Whose life was but a moment, but will be remembered always.'
Until we are together again,
I comfort myself with this thought,
That when I make my last journey to heaven,
She'll be in my arms as she ought.
DEDICATED TO MY BABY GIRL WHO LEFT US ON JULY 31st, 1994
A hero is a man who does what he can.
(The Fragile Rose)