IN MEMORY OF
ERIN SERAPHINE BROWN
miscarried April 19,1999.
Another precious little girl.
Another future lost.
I just didn't believe it could happen again
And then I found out the worst.
The hardest part is having no reasons why,
And feeling I must be to blame.
And although they tell me
"These things happen,"
The pain is just the same.
I wanted another baby so much.
Just another child to love.
Is that such a selfish request?
To have another little life to touch?
You were my fourth child none the less,
Even though your life barely began.
And even though I never saw or held you,
I love you like only a mother can.