Monday, September 24, 2007

Sad News

Deep in the night the cry of a swallow
Under the stars she flew
Keen as a wail was her call to follow
Over the world to you.

Love in my heart is a cry forever
Lost as the swallow's flight.
Seeking for you and never, never
Stilled by the stars at night.

-- Sara Teasdale

Grieving for Meg and her lost baby girl.


Beruriah said...

Lovely, Wabi. It's amazingly sad how deep and wide the reverberations of Meg's baby girl's death are traveling.

Lori said...

I have read your comments on other blogs and felt compelled to visit. This poem is lovely, and so sadly appropriate.

I really hope that somehow Meg can feel all of the love and prayers being sent her way.

meg said...

Thank you Wabi, I do feel the love and prayers that Lori write of. It is a comfort.