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Loosing Ivory

Last Day

By Anastasia HumpheryPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
R.I.P Ivory Angel

Its October 26th, 2018 five days before Halloween

There my baby lay across my chest looking directly in my eyes

As I was relieved that I could finally rest.

Ivory Angel is what we chose to call her

I was so glad we did boy did it fit her

I remember her cries being so low that I could barely hear them while I was asleep

When she was awake man, she never made a peep.

I remember her light caramel skin and her black curly hair

and that baby smell that lingered through the air

Ivory was my fifth little blessing I never regretted my five it was me that I was second guessing

November 26th came fast, damn a month had gone by

Ivory was so beautiful looking at her damn near made me cry

I remember laying her in her swing “This Is Why I Love You” yes that is the song I would sing

She would stare at me as her eyes would close and I would lean over and kiss her little nose

December 26th WOW! It has been two months.

It is amazing how I remember all these special moments.

Ivory was one of the most amazing blessing that ever happened to me

And for her there is nothing I would not do, say, or be.

I remember the night of December 29th, 2018 when I picked Ivory and her siblings up from their dad

I had just got off work and boy was I glad. When we finally made it home, we took baths, and ate dinner.

Being with my children always made me feel like a winner.

I laid Ivory in her bed to sleep as I argued with her dad on the phone

I remember yelling at him ‘DAMN JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!”

I fail asleep on the couch and woke up later to someone calling my name

No one was there I thought I was going insane.

I slowly walked into my room to check on her I just knew she was okay

And to my surprise yesterday was her last day.

There my baby laid blue in the face I was speechless my mind all over the place.

I reached for my phone and dialed 911 I yelled for them to just hurry up and come. I hated seeing her like that and I wish I never did how come I was too weak to save my own kid?

I watched as she laid there lifeless, I was unable to do a thing.

I had to be a woman I took a breath, and I heard my phone ring.

It was her dad and when I broke the news to him, I heard a loud scream.

heartbreak

About the Creator

Anastasia Humphery

Hello Everybody,

My name is Anastasia and I love to express myself through writing poetry that tell my story! When reading Loosing Ivory please read bottom to top! Thank you!

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