today the sun is red
and not warm
and i am in its pocket
and the forecast trembles
with thoughts of snow
timid but icy
october is the beginning of the end
and i know her death
must be coming
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn
Learning to Live After Baby Loss
today the sun is red
and not warm
and i am in its pocket
and the forecast trembles
with thoughts of snow
timid but icy
october is the beginning of the end
and i know her death
must be coming