Mini Poem #1 - Unexpected Grief
Every Monday for a few weeks I'm going to share mini poems I have written in a notebook I keep by my bed, I hope you enjoy them.
Unexpected Grief
I saw two chubby legs today
Of a 3-year-old little girl
And the sadness caught the back of my throat
And stung my eyes
Of our difficulty and loss
Would my baby have had such adorable knee rolls
If I find this child so cute
How much love would my own child provoke?
I battled for many years with infertility and have recently heard my biggest fear.
If you connect with this or feel affected by this poem, please reach out either in the comments or via email sheilaiswriting@gmail.com. I want you to know you’re not alone.
This is the first in a series of mini poems, so watch this space for more.
Thank you for reading and much love, Sheila
Your poem beautifully captures the depth of emotion tied to unexpected grief, and I appreciate your vulnerability in sharing such a personal experience. Infertility can be an incredibly challenging journey, filled with hope, resilience, and heartache.
Unexpected grief... such a good title. Grief does come unexpectedly, and in cycles, over and over. An image, a sound, a baby's legs... grief is part of putting balm on your soul. And you are so brave to share publicly something so private. 🤍🤍 Sending hugs, I hope they arrive fast!