The world will never know you
For you have never been
Is it un-natural, as others have said, for a woman to choose to be ‘childless’?
Am I selfish, to have chosen to not conceive you, or your brothers and sisters?
I chose to live today, leaving no legacy of my essence behind
Would your eyes have been blue, like mine?
Would you have been quick to laugh, always singing?
Without me to bear you, was your soul, your essence, given into another woman’s womb?
Are you out there, looking at the world through brown eyes?
Are you laughing with another?