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by Traci Swinehart
Do you know how hard it is
To hold a baby who doesn't cry?
Do you know how hard it is
To tell that baby goodbye?
Do you know how hard it is
To look at an empty bed?
Knowing your child should be there
Resting her sleepy head?
Do you know how hard it is
Feeling that you're to blame?
And no matter what they tell you
You'll always feel the same
Do you know the heartache
Knowing she's gone for good?
And feeing that you didn't do
all the things you could
Do you know how hard it is
To hear that it's Gods will?
Do you know the emptiness
When your child is born still?
IN REMEMBRANCE
REBECCA MARIE YATES
DECEMBER 22,1999
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