Heaven,[ by a guest writer]

                      Heaven   [published with permission]  

I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus’ lap. He
loves me and cries with me, for my heart has been
broken. I so wanted to be your little girl. I don’t
quite understand what has happened. I was so excited
when I began realizing my chance. I was in a dark,
yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near
ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my
time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest
days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you.
Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard
Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be
better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One
day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I
couldn’t imagine why you were so unhappy. That same
day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean
monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was
in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never
once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The
monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and
screaming, “Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help
me.” Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and
screamed until I thought I couldn’t anymore. Then the
monster started ripping my arm off. It hurt so badly;
the pain I can never explain. It didn’t stop. Oh, how
I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped
my leg off. Though I was in such complete pain, I was
dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you
say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your
tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered. Though
I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my
heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than
anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was
dying a painful death. I could only imagine the
terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted
to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I
didn’t know the words you could understand. And soon,
I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I
felt myself rising. I was being carried, by a huge
angel, into a big beautiful place. I was still crying,
but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me to
Jesus and set me on His lap. He said He loved me, and
He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what
the thing was that killed me. He answered, “Abortion.
I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels.” I
don’t know what abortion is; I guess that’s the name
of the monster. I’m writing to say that I love you and
to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had
the will, but I couldn’t; the monster was too
powerful. It sucked my arm and legs off and finally
got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just
wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn’t
want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that
abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate
for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please
be careful.

Your Baby

With permission of the author,  by cjsthoughts,  at the sight ;


About Cheryl

I'm from W.Va. living in Ohio.married [38 yrs],with 2 daughters, 3 grandkids,and 6 step grandkids.Live on a small farm, and have been an ordained minister since 1984.My husband and I both work, he in a factory, and I as a private care-giver. Moved around a lot in my younger yrs. have been planted here 39 yrs. Love the Lord, my family, my country and my life. Glad to meet you.
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4 Responses to Heaven,[ by a guest writer]

  1. Cheryl says:

    I found it! Thank you for posting it!.. It looks beautiful….
    God Bless.

  2. Larry Who says:

    Compelling read. Thanks.

  3. Marcie says:

    Great poem.

  4. That is very good Cheryl… If anyone have time should read this…. Its something to think about and pass it on….

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