Abortion From A Baby's Point Of View

Here is a very sad poem out of my book "Aspirations of Pen and Thought." It is not my poem, it was written by Joan Schreiber. Get the tissues ready, 'cause you're gonna cry.

By Joan Schreiber

• Mommy keep me safe.
• Mommy keep me warm.
• Handle me with all your love
• Mommy help me form.
• I'm six weeks old today.
• This birthday gift to me.
• A pair of bright blue eyes.
• That some day you will see.
• I've hardly got my ears.
• A pudgy little nose. And
• at the end of my feet.
• Are little things called toes.
• Looking forward to my life.
• Ice cream, and snail's, teddy bear's,
• Toys and long fairy tales
• Where are we going today Mommy?
• I wonder where today.
• A bath or a bus or perhaps far away.
• Why are you lying down
• being pushed on 4 wheel's.
• This usually doesn't happen
• How funny does this feel.
• Passing through a door, people
• All dressed in green, Mommy

• If they hurt you just let out
• a scream.
• Mommy what's happening
• I'm starting to cry.
• Mommy come quickly they're
• Making me die...
• Bye Mommy
• I love you!