Alison's Ramblings

Missing Moira Mae & Raising Our Rainbow Charlotte

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A poem written by a family friend
Moira's Gift
    She brought to her family
    anticipation, and joy,
    and hope.
    They came together
    for cake and gifts
    in her honor.
    And loved her in advance.
    For she was cherished
    long before she came to be.
    Days were marked on calendars,
    a room arranged and painted,
    bannered with her name.
    A celebration waiting.
    The world is full of hurtful things.
    And this silver sparkle of a child
    came and went
    all too soon.
    Such gifts are rare.
    Her family will hold her forever
    in their love
    and treasure her time.
    And thank her for choosing them.
    For, all too briefly,
    There was Moira.

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It is so meaningful for family and friends to honor and remember our babies whose time with us was too short - this poem is so lovely, so touching. What an empathetic, sensitive friend.

It is such a blessing to have support around you to always speak Moira's name and remember her beautiful face forever. <3

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