To (my baby) Beth When death took my baby’s baby there was nothing I could do, this pain I could not kiss away For I was hurting too. I recall, when she was a toddler she would bring her doll to me, saying “Kiss the baby mommy�? as she crawled upon my knee. O how I wished I could rock her now, and kiss the baby too But, my baby has lost her baby, and there is nothing I can do. |