Rose-Lilly by Felicity Fox

Woodlands
© Felicity Fox
Woodlands

Rose-Lilly

Some babies have no names, Rose-Lilly.
Some don’t make it, others are willed to live.
I want to put you under a tree, looking up a heaven.
There’s no place to mark your passing.
No one knows your name.
No heartbeat, no more.
No expectation, no due date.
And every now and then I think of you, Rose-Lilly.

By Felicity Fox ©

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