POOR LITTLE SOUL

you chose a family to bring them joy
but you are girl, they wanted boy

as yet unborn they check to see
before deciding if you can be

so many other empty arms
would keep you close and safe from harm -

once cast away by a surgeon's knife
your tiny essence will breathe no life

so you return to Heaven's Keep 
while other families sit and weep

their only wish is to hold you near
and whisper kisses in your ear

oh little soul, come back to be
born in a family who'll set you free

free to laugh and smile and play
sharing and caring everyday

Come back little soul...

© Barbara Gari Serio, 1997

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