A whisper of Life

A whisper of a life, unheard, unseen, A dream within a heart, a might-have-been. No tiny fingers curled in soft embrace, No cooing laughter filling up the space.

Eyes that would have sparkled, never bright, A vacant swing set swaying in the light. Unwritten stories, lullabies unsung, A melody of hope, forever young.

Empty arms ache with a phantom weight, A love unspoken, sealed by cruel fate. A name unchosen, whispered in the breeze, A child of wonder lost among the trees.

Yet in the stillness, love remains alight, A flickering ember in the hush of night. In dreams they dance, a mother and her child, Forever cherished, gentle, and wild.

Though unseen threads of life may come undone, The love that bloomed will greet a future sun. For in the garden where lost roses lie, A memory blooms beneath a tearful sky.