And then you were gone… 

A tiny hand I’ve never held; a tiny whisper of a faintest cry,
We shared a moment in this vast scene of time,
never beheld by the naked eye.

My little hope, then you were gone,
A fleeting, microscopic form.
Withheld from view by your creator, God
beyond my reach although I tried.

 You were a minute trace of life, an expected design of earthly joy,

A hint of happiness, dreams and bliss;

you passed quickly on before there was time.


Matthew 6:26
26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?

Chapter 10:29-31.
29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
30 But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
31 Fear not therefore, you are of more value than many sparrows.

If you have ever lost a little one to miscarriage, you will know the thoughts and experiences you have. This same thing happened to me a few years back (October 2003) …and even though you never have met them, I still think you once shared a moment and a hope, if only a brief one. There was a kind of bonding process and the emotions which that entails and that was then lost. I must admit I do not understand why people here in N.Ireland ‘don’t tell’ about pregnancy until the 12 week scan. Surely if we are created in God’s image and we hold tenaciously to the miracle of life, a woman can share her experience of loss and grief even though it may not be of the same magnitude as losing a loved-one we have known.

Just a few thoughts.