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I sat when I was young in a waiting room
With my grandfather to hear the news.
The things that the doctors couldn’t bear to say
That my sister had lived...but her baby’s life gone away.
At the small age I wasn’t sure why everyone was sad.
That my newborn niece only been five hours had.
Leaving the undeveloped body behind.
For the others to grieve over and bury in time.

When I was older, and a storm came my towns way.
We were forced into the basement my peers and I.
One girl knew of my Morgan, someone over time I miss.
Looking at the walls of hallway; she pointed out something that I had missed.
“Hey, look...It’s your niece...” They there she was.
Written on a cardboard sheet of paper, on things the preschoolers wanted to be when they grew up.
A little girl named Morgan, wanted to work with God.
An angel in his court...Morgan, but not my Morgan still.
The difference between Morgan on Earth wanted to soar above Heaven's hills
Her's was just a dream, but my Morgan always will.