In a day
I hear a good news
And
I hear a bad news.
In a day
A new life is born
And
A new life is gone.
In a day
There is a rejoice
And
There is a mourning.
Inspiration On: Sunday, 25 November 2012 at 1:52am
In mourning for my dearest friend who lost her 2 months old foetus. On Friday morning, I was rejoiced with my ex-colleague’s newborn baby, but at night, I was saddened with my dearest friend’s foetus’ death. I was paralysed psychologically. I feel dejected for a lost life and my close friend who disclosed to me her process upon realising she was pregnant for two months old but there is no growth in her foetus. Furthermore, the gynaecologist found no pulse from the foetus during scanning and her pregnancy hormone level decreased exceedingly.
Somehow, I am supposed to congratulate my ex-colleague for her giving birth, but my heart was affected badly with my friend’s news. Unexpectedly, the above poetry came upon me. All I wish is for my friend to take care of herself during her depressing moments. All I can do is to comfort her by lending a listening ear to her.
Yoshiko 