No first baby's cries;
or goodbye lullabyes.
Only a quiet good-bye.
No gazing into big blue eyes;
or wearing little booties and
bowties.
Only emptiness inside.
No kisses for tiny fingers and toes;
or baby coos and first words to
know.
No first baby steps or games to play.
Only hopes and dreams that were
swept away.
No birthday candles,ballons or
gifts.
Only heavy hearts cannot lift.
No brother and sister bonds to share.
Only love we send in thoughts and
prayers.
No;you were the gift chose not
give.
Only with angels is where you shall
live.
No;to hold you in my arms I must
wait.
Only in time,we will meet at the gate.
I'll never forget the sweet words of a friend who consoled me in a time of sadness about losing my son Jeffrey.He said the usual thing you hear...God works in mysterious ways.That His plan is too great for us to understand.But then he added,"you never know.Maybe when you get there,he'll be holding the gate."
Thank you Susan for allowing me to share this
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