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<blockquote data-quote="Eclipse" data-source="post: 2297518" data-attributes="member: 84173"><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>hey guys i got thiz sad poetry from email.. so thought 2 share it with u ppl!!</strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month One </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I am only 8 inches long, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>but I have all my organs. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I love the sound of your voice. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Every time I hear it, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I wave my arms and legs. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>The sound of your heart beat </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>is my favorite lullaby. </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Two </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>today I learned how to suck my thumb. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>If you could see me, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>you could definitely tell that I am a baby. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>It is so nice and warm in here. </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Three </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>You know what Mommy? </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I'm a girl!! </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I hope that makes you happy. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I want you to always be happy. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I don't like it when you cry. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>You sound so sad. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>It makes me sad too, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>and I cry with you even though </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>you can't hear me. </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Four </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>my hair is starting to grow. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>It is very short and fine, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>but I will have a lot of it. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I spend a lot of my time exercising. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>and stretch my arms and legs. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I am becoming quite good at it too. </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Five </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>You went to the doctor today. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, he lied to you. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>He said that I'm not a baby. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I am a baby Mommy, your baby. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I think and feel. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, what's abortion? </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Six </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I can hear that doctor again. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I don't like him. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>He seems cold and heartless. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Something is intruding in my home. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>The doctor called it a needle. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, what is it? It burns! </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Please make him stop! </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I can't get away from it! </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy! HELP me! </strong></span></p><p> <span style="color: Navy"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Month Seven </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Mommy, </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I am okay. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>I am in God's arms. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>He is holding me. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>He told me about abortion. </strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"><strong>Why didn't you want me Mommy?</strong></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Eclipse, post: 2297518, member: 84173"] [COLOR=Navy][B]hey guys i got thiz sad poetry from email.. so thought 2 share it with u ppl!! Month One Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby. Month Two Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here. Month Three You know what Mommy? I'm a girl!! I hope that makes you happy. I want you to always be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me. Month Four Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too. Month Five You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion? Month Six I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding in my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy, what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me! Month Seven Mommy, I am okay. I am in God's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?[/B][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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