22/06/2026
A little heart,
a fragile whisper of a soul,
you arrived, soft as dawn,
with little fingers
and little toes,
with wide, wondering eyes,
and the smallest, sweetest nose—
only to be stolen by the stars too soon.
Why did you step into our world
only to slip away again?
Why did you paint our skies with hope
only for heaven to claim its masterpiece?
A heartbeat—barely begun,
a flutter—faint and fleeting;
the universe’s most aching betrayal.
Now the cradle echoes with emptiness,
a forlorn teddy sits abandoned,
and a mother clutches an unwarmed blanket,
weighing nothing but the weight of grief.
You will linger always,
a question unanswered, a love unspent.