No one knows why babies must die and not have a life. I wish I could hold my baby tight but she’s not there. I hope she knows I care. I don’t know why she had to die. But I do know God will see me through to the very end. I cry because I want to see you but I must wait and stay behind. And I will be strong I may still fear every time some one walks in the door I’m so afraid and I know why. Because of what happened that night. I can’t put it aside but want to so bad. Just to sleep peacefully just one night in my life. Why must my baby die? She did nothing wrong. Why is there anything I could have done different to keep her alive?
No it’s not my fault babies must die. But through my tragedy maybe I can help someone in need? Or prevent someone from killing there own baby to say yes she or he is alive. I can’t prevent my heart break. But I live on because I know I can help someone in need. Someone who needs comfort? In there time of need. and because I am not alone. Even though sometimes I feel alone with only my strength to guide me. But I have friends beside me. You see I don’t know why babies must die? But I do know she’s waiting for me on high.
