Poem: Loss, Without Regret

Now, a name
Among millions
She sits without regret.
Still, the dreams persist:
Of love, of loss and gain

Reclaiming the child
Only to give it up
Again and again.

Through all attempts
The wound
Already a year and a half old,
Has refused to heal.

She sits through all attempts
Without regrets
Reclaiming the child
Of love and loss
Already a year and a half old
Only to give it up again and again
As the dreams persist.