You were a hope, a dream, a wish on a shooting star.
I would meet you in my slumber, in my dreams you lived & you were my everything.
My sweet child; ever exploring, wondering, learning & loving. Chubby little hands grabbing on to ours as we walked on the beach, through the park, across the carpet of our bedrooms.
A cry out in the night, for Mumma to hold you tight. A giggle as you played with your sister & Daisy - the sweetest sound there was.
Living & breathing the water & sunshine as your Dad & I do.
I held on to you with everything I had, everything I could muster, but I just couldn’t hold on long enough. You slipped out of my reach, never more than an embryo, something we put all our hopes & wishes into. Time & time again.
My heart is broken, our hearts are broken, for our never child. A strong but unattainable dream for which I will forever feel robbed of.
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