Stillborn
One of my nieces asked me to write a poem for her good friend who had a miscarriage at 35 weeks. She knows that I’ve had a miscarriage and write poetry, and she said all the ones she could find in cards or online were either too cheesy or didn’t include a faith component.
I told her it would take me a few days to get it done, but as I started chopping vegetables for dinner, this poem began to form in my mind. The Holy Spirit was at work as I wrote these lines; there is no other explanation for how I knew the fourth line was appropriate for her friend’s situation. I decided to share the poem here as a comfort to other women who have lost a child they dearly loved.
Stillborn
I cry out to my Creator
Who knit you in my womb
Standing with a heavy heart
Over your tiny tomb
My soul demands a reason why
But who am I to bid
The God who holds each tear I cry
And in whose palm you’re hid
To restore what He has taken
As if I can see the whole
Instead I praise, unforsaken
Trusting the words of Your scroll
Lord, You know beginning to end
The days we’ll endure this pain
But when one day we, too, ascend
We’ll see our sweet child again
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9/21/17: Shared for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night.
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Outstanding!
Thank you.
I’m sure she loved your poem.
This is so tender, consoling, and beautiful.
Thank you. Just like Jesus.
He is. 🙂
You write this only as one familiar with that grief could write. I know that you were a blessing to this young lady. Continue to shine that Light!
I love that God will use our painful experiences to bless others, if only we will let Him.
These two words seem key, to “praise, unforsaken”.
Yes, I believe they are.
I am sure these words went straight to her heart.
I heard back that she loved it.
What beautiful words, and comforting. Truly inspired and inspiring.
A beautiful and comforting poem Linda ☺💖 xxx
Thank you.
This is beautiful. It almost made me cry.
Thanks.
The last two lines gave me chills. This is very powerful.
Thank you.
The power of faith rings loud and clear here.
Thank you. Faith in the One who died for us is powerful, indeed.
A most tender share, Linda. My own daughter lost her first pregnancy early on to a miscarriage. It’s amazing how quickly you become invested in these tiny little beings well before birth and the loss must be grieved as you would any other loss. A lovely gift for your niece’s friend.
Thanks.
Thank you for sharing this truly beautiful poem. Such difficult questions that we ask our God. This poem is filled with such authenticity and faith.
Thank you. It is wonderful to have a God who cherishes our asking of these hard questions.
This is beautifully written Linda ~ And I also know this loss ~ Have a good week !
I’m glad you liked and were blessed by this. This is one of those losses we’re just supposed to get over and move on, and I think it’s important to take the time to grieve and remember.
This is so incredibly poignant, Linda..
Thank you.
Well Linda, this is such a strong testament to the power of faith. Humbling…
Thanks.
To have a miscarriage must be a burden to carry… glad that you could bring some soothing words to your friend (and maybe for yourself as well)
Really special and anointed by Him , Linda! So thankful your niece asked and He answered through you! 🙂
Me, too. 🙂
I also had a miscarriage, Linda. This is so incredible and poignant.
Thanks. I’m glad you were blessed by this poem.
One of your best ever.
Thanks. I do believe God wrote this one.
Linda, this is precious and I pray for this woman. I have had two stillborns. I know something of the grief. I know God is holding them as he is holding me and you and her.
Mary, I am sorry for your loss, but thankful for God’s comfort for is all.