There is really nothing I can say to help this hurting. My parents lost my sister when I was four. Fragmented memories are all I have. Memories of two of the strongest people I know weeping, crying out for meaning. I'm sorry for the loss of your baby. Your poem needs recognition for the bravery you have shown writing and posting this in the face of a disaster few know and none should ever have to face.

Think for yourselves and let others enjoy the privilege to do so, too.
-Voltaire