of tongue and pen,
the saddest are these,
"It might have been."
Ah,well! For us all
some sweet hope lies
Deeply buried from
Human eyes
And in the hereafter
Angels may
Roll the stone from
Its grave away
She might have been named Natalia
after her great grandma.
She might have been 7 months old by now
or she might have been born next April.
She might have grown up to be a warm, kind,
generous, funny, beautiful woman full of love,
smiling just like her mom.
She might have been a great teacher of young minds
like her grandparents, uncles and aunts.
She might have been a great musician
like her cousins.
She might have been an artist
like her mom and me...
