"Some of us have a hundred years to live, others just a fraction of a second. Who is to say which life is more important?"

Mr.Ranjiit, Obstetric Consultant

Heather's Little Hand

The Special Place

God has a special place for stillborn things
The things that never were and should have been
The little songs that no singer ever sings
The beauty of a picture hung unseen

A noble heart that loved with no return
And deeds well meant which somehow turned out ill
A lovely flame that vainly tried to burn
But could not last though all the winds were still

The early flower that no one ever sees
Making its way through ground iced hard with sleet
A leader to whom no man bends his knees
The Christ like smile that greets each fresh defeat

God treats them very tenderly for he
Knows what the pain of stifled things can be.

Anon