Poems of prematurity

My niece, Rosie, is only 22 and has written some beautiful and powerful poetry in the last few years. She’s kindly allowed me to post the following two poems on my blog because they are meaningful in the context of prematurity. The first poem Rosie did not write specifically about prematurity, but agrees with me that it’s sadly often very fitting:

Fly high

It feels

wrong

to be talking about you

in the past tense.

It’s as though

your story has ended

when it was just beginning.

Your wings were clipped

Just as you were learning to fly.

By Rosie Lilly

Globally, prematurity is the leading cause of death in children under 5. Over a million children die each year due to complications of premature birth. Thank you, Rosie, for honouring all these little ones. Thank you for giving voice to the immensurable loss that so many families go through every day. It’s only by speaking out that we can raise awareness of prematurity and the trauma that it often entails for the whole family. Thank you for finding such fitting and meaningful words to convey the inexpressible.

Rosie’s second poem is a beautiful verse that she wrote for her cousin, my little girl, who was born 15 weeks early in June 2019. Rosie wrote this while her cousin was still a very tiny baby fighting for her life in intensive care:

On the birth of my cousin

‘Tightly folded bud’

Though spring has come early,

May you stretch towards the sun

And grow at the pace you wish.

Nature is patient,

And will wait

As long as it takes

For you to blossom.

By Rosie Lilly

Thank you Rosie for writing this lovely poem that I will treasure and share with my daughter and her sister when they’re older. Its sentiment not only applies to my little one, but also holds strong for preemies across the world.

Published by Amy Brett

My name is Amy and I live in London with my husband and our two little ones. Our second was born unexpectedly at 24 weeks on a family holiday. This blog is about those crazy things that life becomes filled with when you become a mum to a preemie. It's about what they mean to me, how I feel, what my short-term and long-term emotional responses are, and how I am changing as a result of all these new experiences. It's also about how many of those experiences are shared by other preemie parents, or parents whose children are sick.

2 thoughts on “Poems of prematurity

  1. Thank you so much for this deeply moving post. The poems are powerful not in spite of their simplicity and brevity but because of it; little jewels of insight caught in a brief shaft of sunlight. Pages of polished prose could not have expressed it so well. Thank you for sharing them with us all.

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