Thursday, May 16, 2013

I Dreamed of You

By Laurie Epps

This May Column is dedicated to the moms who have lost a baby either in the womb or after birth.

Dreams. The moment you find out you are pregnant, you start dreaming about your baby. Everything from your baby's nursery, to what your child would look like are creeping into your every thought. Sometimes we even dream about what the baby grow to maybe become one day. All those dreams are lost the day your child is either miscarried, still born, or dies at a young age. It seems like such a tragedy. Share your dream with me in the comments section.

I Dreamed of You
By Laurie Epps

I dreamed of you
And the day you were due
Now that we’re through
I don’t know what to do
I dreamed of birthdays
And playing peek a boo
How you’d make your father laugh
And sister a little mother too
All these dreams and more
I dreamed of you

Now that we’re parted
As we were just getting started
I loved you too
And loved dreaming of you
The day you were due
So now that we’re through
I don’t know what to do

Note: This poem is dedicated to Megan Epps, miscarried May 3, 2007 and due November 30, 2007. Mommy will love you always sweetheart.

Laurie Epps is a non-fiction author, essayist, editor, and poet living in Anderson, South Carolina. A seeker of beauty, her is dream is to travel the world one day and tell the many stories of those she meets. To read more of Laurie's stories come back Mondays for her Monday Morning Book Club, or you can also visit her Tuesday column dedicated to writing at:

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