so, so tiny
quiet
perfect
baby girl.
beautiful
long fingers.
beautiful
long toes.
mouth opens
to say a
silent hello.
arm trembles
as her body
quietly dies.
quietly dies.
quietly dies.
eyes never
open, her
warm body
turns cold.
so, so tiny
quiet
perfect
baby girl.
Kellie Cunningham Bliss
In memory of Rose Tamikka Bliss, July 1, 2001
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