A gift from God
You were to me
Only allowed to hold you
…Briefly
Now you are gone
And back in God’s hands
My joy is replaced by
…Grieving
As time marches on
It’s hard to be strong
Seems there’s no rest from this
…Feeling
Tell me this lord
Is my baby ok?
Just knowing that would be
…Healing
Commentary: This is a poem I wish never needed to be written. As a parent, I can only imagine how one could move forward to find any joy in life. But, I know it’s possible one second at a time.
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