Week one week two,
Week three week four,
Each day you are growing more and more.
Week five week six,
Week seven week eight,
I can't believe I made this mistake.
Week nine week ten,
Week eleven week twelve,
I have the appointment tomorrow.
Week thirteen week fourteen,
Week fifteen week sixteen,
You are no longer inside of me.
Week seventeen week eighteen,
Week nineteen week twenty,
I feel so hollow and empty.
Week twenty-one week twenty-two,
Week twenty-three week twenty-four,
All I ever do is mourn.
Week twenty-five week twenty-six,
Week twenty-seven week twenty-eight,,
I picked out your name today.
Week twenty-nine week thirty,
Week thirty-one week thirty-two,
In just a few months, I'd be having you.
Week thirty-three week thirty-four,
Week thirty-five week thirty-six,
I never got the chance to feel your kick.
Week thirty-seven week thirty-eight,
Week thirty-nine week fourty. . .
Today is the day you would have been born.
But because I chose to take your life,
You are now up above in the sky.
I miss you and love you.
I will never forget you my Nevaeh. . .