A year ago

A year ago

We knew not yet

So early on

We booked a room

Where we would spend

New Year’s Eve

Away from the noise

The residue that came

After thoughtless revelry

A year ago

We knew but one

That you were just doing fine

Kicking and active

In a pool of love

In your warm sac

Away from things unseen

That could hurt

Your fragile life

A year ago

We did not know

So we had a blast

At a photo shoot

A lasting moment

In one brief flash

Away from ridicule

Of tainted eyes

And malicious scowls

A year ago

No inkling we had

That you would carry

A burden much harsher

Than firework burns

We were but hours and days

Away from learning

Nature’s most cruel trick

Of life incompatibility

On October 19, 2012, Aires and I learned from an elaborate ultrasound that Skye would probably be born with a chromosomic discorder. We did not know then yet that it would be Trisomy 18 or Edward Syndrome. Two months later on December 15, Skye was born and struggled to live for another five months. She passed away on May 27, 2013.