Bereaved father Chris has written a beautiful poem called 'Unspoken' from the perspective of Kira Ann, his baby daughter who was sadly born sleeping in August 2023. 

Unspoken

You'll see me in the mirror
and within your every dream.
You'll see me in the reflection
of rivers, brooks and streams.
I'm heard through a song birds hymn
and the beating of their wings.
I'm heard through natures chorus
of treetop canopies that sing.
I speak on the whisper of a breeze
and on the crashing of the waves.
I speak with the flutter of your heart
of that constant melody that raves.
Feel me through rain that the falls
and trickles down your skin.
Feel me through the warmth of summer
of that ensuing joyous grin.
That taste of salt from every tear
and lick away with haste.
That taste brings memories flooding back
of me to your special place.
A smell of natures scent envelops
and returns to fill that hole.
A smell of intoxicating sweetness
displaces the emptiness within your soul.
I'm always with you forever more
and you'll always see my face.
I'm always there to hold your hand
of that find comfort from my embrace.
Our bond will be eternal
and where I'll wait forever.
Our bond it has no bounds
it is a love you can not sever.
Remember I'm always with you
and in the twinkle of your eye
Remember I need your smile
for that future where we'll fly.
Wipe away those glistening tears
and remember my beautiful face.
Wipe away the darkness
of that deeply distressing place.
I'm there as your ray of light
and I'll guide you through the cold.
I'm there with thoughts so warm
of the love that you both hold.
Think of your devoted affection
and smile about what we shared.
Think of all the endless love
of which now is eternally declared.

Written by Chris, bereaved father to Kira Ann