Does she dream–she dreams no more,
Though mother grieves, her spirits flown.
Tears are shed in torrents, stain upon the floor,
In her heart of hearts she has most surely known.
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Knowledge diminishes not a mother’s sorrow,
Science cold, offers no sympathetic relief.
Knowing there will be no more tomorrows,
Does little to quench her wrenching grief.
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Its time she needs to weep and mourn,
A daughter lost to procedure routine.
To unite and mend a family torn,
By results unexpected, gross and obscene.
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Her passing a reminder of the commonplace, still serious,
And the pain no less painful turns a family delirious.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
Wow, this is so sad. Very powerful, as well and beautifully written
Thank you Kimberly, I feel awful for the family as it must be very hard to come to terms with the passing of a child.
Very sad poetry :-(
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It is a very sad thing to have happen.
Yea, it’s sad for this to happen
It most certainly is. :(
I am so sorry for this family’s loss. :(
A beautiful tribute to a family’s love and the temporary, fragile nature of life.
Fortunately this one was not about my family, but the family of a young girl, 13 year old Jahi McMath, who after a routine tonsillectomy which initially seemed successful, suffered complications that ultimately left her brain dead. Her family is fighting as we speak to find a facility that will accept her to keep her on life support. It is such sad event.
That is awful…
Yes it is. Although the reality is that the little girl is dead, the parents and the rest of the family haven’t been able to accept that she is not coming back.
Hope can be both beautiful and cruel. :(
That it can.