When I saw their tiny perfectly formed bodies
I forgot about the pain
the constant back aches
When I saw their tiny fists
their chubby legs
their sweet clean bodies nestled in my arms
I forgot about the waiting
the decisions about their names.
When I saw their sweet faces
and felt them suckle at my breast
I forgot about the sleepless nights
the postpartum blues
When I buried them,
~ (C) ~
Did God die, too?
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