Esme's Flight
Soft billow of caramel colored hair
Swirl around my heart shaped face
A cliff
So high
Look down
Head whirls
Threatening to make me collapse
The baby
Sweet little Samuel
Caramel colored hair
And deep brown eyes
Only 4 days old
In my trembling hands
As its heart beats its last
Eyelids close
As his last breath escapes
My heart breaks
At the precipice
The wind carries me
Off the edge
Air rushes upward
Cant breathe
Adrenaline pumps
But I am finally at peace.
then Carlistle just HAS to bring her back! smooth move carli!
thanks for the reviews!yay reviews!