I was blessed enough to create a life. It was only a few days old when I lost it.
I know this. Not for sure. But, I know.
I spoke with Him. Through the darkness. I explained. I was not in the position to birth this life into this world.
Not then, anyway.
He listened to me. Every word. I know it.
He understood that I had made a mistake.
He listened when I asked Him to deliver the soul to where it had come.
He listened when I asked Him to return it back to me, when I was ready.
And that I would be able to take better care of it then.
I hope my child can forgive me.
But if it weren’t meant to be this way – God would not have listened.
I feel blessed my child
I hope we can meet again – one day
Rainbowsprout 
*hugs* I think this is the most beautiful and insightful perspective I have ever seen on this matter.
how many perspectives have you seen on that matter? And thanks :). I feel like I “got my feel into words” as Seamus Heaney would say…
A number, to be honest – ethical, legal and personal renditions, at that.
(Just stay out of the bogs, okay? :P)
And songs? I think there are a few songs out there. If you happen find any of these renditions feel free to share with me. I hope you’re proud of my reference to Seamus Heaney btw. Thanks for sharing your thoughts again 🙂 Makes me feel happy
Very much so 🙂
I’ll have a think, but mostly my exposure’s been conversations or more academic-esque articles, so I’m not sure they’re what you’re after.
Haha that’s fine. Just though I’d ask. I’m not really sure what I was after to be honest. Just seemed like a good idea to ask at the time. Glad you enjoyed my version though!
Wow! What a powerful piece of writing. Well done 🙂
Thanks Melissa! 🙂
Wow, God bless you.