Can't Sleep

Okay, I have a long day ahead of me and I really should be sleeping now, but that is the last thing I could do. So, I woke up to catch up on some work e-mails that I had not replied to yesterday. My friend had sent me a poem about miscarriage, I just have to post it because it is so true:
Just Those Few Weeks

For those few weeks-
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short of time
To be changed so profoundly.

In those few weeks-
I came to know you....
And to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh, what I life I planned for you!!

Just those few weeks-
It wasn't enough time to convince others
How special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
And no one is mourning the passing.

Just a few mere weeks-
And no "normal" person would cry all night
Over a tiny, unfinished baby,
Or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No one would, so why am I?

You were just those few weeks my little one
You darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
To make my life so much richer-
And give me a small glimpse of eternity.

By: Susan Erlin