This was the sight five months ago today.
The hardest, saddest, toughest day of my life.
Nothing will ever compare to the pain I felt that day,
All with just a signing of my name.
You are no longer her mother
Will forever remain in my mind.
The Twelve of every month is never through,
Until those words have rung in my ears.
The Eight is always a sad day, but also happy.
I gave life that day.
Four days later I gave it away.