Post Abortion Stress Syndrome
Peace - Acceptance - Serenity - Solace

They had to pull us apart,
but they could never
pull you out of my heart.

They could part flesh
but they could not part love.
Now you fly free like a feather
falling from the wing of a dove.

The grief was almost
too much to bear.
Now I am healing,
coming out of despair.

My child you will always be,
throughout all eternity.
No man can ever take that
away from me.

Our spirits connected
beyond time and space.
No surgeon's knife could sever
our cosmic embrace.

You are in heaven,
my angel, my guide
ever present at my side.

A heavenly reunion
awaits us now:
because with God
all things are possible
that's how.

Thoughts conceived and captured on Saturday February 23, 2002
By Carol A. Foster

Baby Booties
By Carol A. Foster

Baby booties marching on -
The sins of a nation, oh so strong -
Why didn't we vote for right over wrong?

Baby booties, pink and blue -
Crying out to me and you -
Begging us to choose life -
Unconditional love instead of strife!

Baby booties, asking us to change -
our hearts and minds -
Telling us it is not too late -
to turn back the hands of time!

Baby booties, encouraging our repentance -
Calling us to God's forgiveness -
But, we must overturn their death sentence!

Baby booties, waiting to be filled -
(not abandoned, forsaken, or killed!)
with the love and joy -
of a precious, little girl,
or a bouncing, baby boy!

Thoughts conceived and captured on Father's Day
June 16, 2002

If you would like to submit your own poems or reflections, please e-mail Maria at avepia@motherofmercy.it.