You never quite
got to be here
You never quite
got to breathe in air
I never quite
got to touch
your face
take you home
show you
your place
I never quite
got to watch you grow
I never quite
got to get to know
you,
your love
I never quite
got to hold
your tiny hand
or do anything else
that I had planned
I’ll never quite
hear you say
“Mum, you were right!”
Or get to read
bedtime stories
at night
You’ll never quite
miss me
when I am not there
Sadly, our lives,
this time,
we’ll not share…
© Kait King, 2015