A letter to My baby

Pregnant at fifteen...
never thought that would apply to me,
no bump it's too early yet
soon I'll have a Little One inside me.

I'm always on time...
detest ever being late
so why did Fate decide this morning
to be the morning I wake up late?

Regret I'll never...
My baby never ever think that.
I'll love you past death,
baby please remember that.

But daddy died...
and it's 1/2 my fault,
wasn't safe to love with him so
his death, my pregnancy is my fault.

This morning I woke up late
with morning sickness to boot,
Baby I followed daddy and,
kicked my bucket with his boot.

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