I’ll Call Her Cindy Lou
Someone said to name her
so I’ll call her Cindy Lou
It doesn’t take away the shame
of what I can’t undo
But now she seems more human
not just a cause for strife
Perhaps her death will matter
and save another life
Now I have a daughter
not just a memory of pain
She grew my heart three sizes
so God’s grace it can contain
Your grief comes through, but so does your journey to closure, How lovely that you now have a daughter with whom to share your love.
It seems a few people are confused and think that I actually have a living daughter, but I don’t. The daughter referred to in the poem is the one I aborted. The poem is a way of recognizing that she is still my child even though she never lived. I’m looking forward to meeting her one day in heaven. Peace, Linda
On rereading your poem, I am surprised I misunderstood as your words are clear. Cindy Lou is a happy name, and hopefully, has brought you peace.
To name Love
is to honor
of it NOW..
done as well..:)
I hope the writing eased your grief. Lovely audio
A kind of closure poem – an end to indecision. A delight to read.
It sounds like you have moved towards making peace with your decision. I like her name, Linda, and I like your tribute to her and your daughter.
I don’t know about peace with the decision, but acceptance of the fact that I can’t change it yet I am forgiven.
Yes, I believe you’re forgiven too.
A deep poem, nicely done.
That was deep! Touching write 🙂
Such a lovely name ~ And I like how she grew your heart 3 sizes more ~
Have a good week Linda ~
It’s a reference to a favorite kids book / show “How the Grinch Stole Christmas.” Wish she could have seen it. Peace, Linda
I think you are right. The naming is important. Her life did matter, as did her death. Cindy Lou has to be acknowledged.
I’m glad you have found a way to find grace in the naming… great rhythm in the ballad, and I like the reading.
Yes, grace is good.