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My First Child

I was estatic when I found out that my wife was pregnant and was heartbroken when she misscarried. It was our first child and I wrote a poem detailing the grief i felt. Its short and simple but articulates my feelings and I would like to share it as it shows grief from a fathers point of view.

My First Child
By Oswego Bill

I never got to tell you this
Or see your little face
Couldn't hold you in my arms
Or feel your small embrace

I'll never know just what I lost
The doctor couldnt tell
All I know the grief I felt
Was the closest I've been to hell

Since then you've gained a sister
Lifting this dark and angry curse
Although I love her more then life
You'll always be my first

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