Poem.. Together

Together

Together we morn,
not just the born unborn,
but those never conceived
except in dream.

And alone we are
in the eyes of those
who only exist in the eyes
of those they've born,
those who wonder if we exist
within their world of Mother,
never knowing the loss we've born,
carried beneath our hearts.

Together we live,
loving the others born
to those we love and knowing
that they bear our future too,
and never forgetting those we've born,
Unborn.

Nancy France, December 17, 2004

Dedicated to Val, who now has born a living heart.