"Somebody"

Somebody said it was all for the best;
That something was probably wrong.
Somebody said it was meant to be.
Different verse, same miserable song.
Somebody said, "You can have another!"
As if that would make it alright.
Somebody said, "It was not a real child."
Somebody's not very bright.
Somebody thinks it is helpful
To say when grieving should end.
Somebody showed their true colors.
Somebody isn't a friend.
But somebody said, "I'm sorry"
And sat quietly by my side.
And somebody shared my sorrow
And held my hand when I cried.
And somebody always listened
And called my baby by name.
And somebody understood
That I'd never again be the same.
~Gwen Flowers

This poem is such a blessing to me because it is so very true in every word it speaks. I had many "somebodies" in my life. Some who understood and some who didn't. It is always special when a "somebody" recognizes that your child did exist and will remember them from time to time by letting you know they care. Others may choose to keep quiet, but no matter how many years that pass, our child will not be forgotten.