Wednesday, 7 October 2009


The distress of stillbirth surfaces for someone else again, and I’m reminded of the mother whose stillborn child I’d blessed saying to me ‘I’ll never forget her, but I wish others could have had their memories of her as well’, which led to:

I know
whose voice
which tune
what food
she liked
and the ones she hated
but how
I wish
there were
some more
who knew
such things about her too.

The poor pictures were taken yesterday in St Andrew’s (the modern Parish Church nearest Grimsby Docks) when we met for our periodic local clergy gathering yesterday.

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