Rosemary J. Gwaltney
northern mountains, Idaho
Tis picture and poem hit me square between the eyes. Dont' get me wrong. It's okay. My twin babies, born on September 25, 1970, looked so much like this tiny one. Neither of my babies lived long on this earth. But I always have joy, mingled with the pain, when I see pictures that remind me of them! Thank you for the picture, and the poem, both! One of my babies was born alive, (Aimee Cosette) one was born still, (Patrick Joel). I loved them dearly, and love them still. If they were born today, chances are, they might have lived. But life is like that.
Then, many years later, came other losses ...
...Living is ever like crossing rivers; finding a new life on each shore ... RJG