Unborn Baby
I knew your spirit,
when she came to me,
Tiny,
Sweet,
Unborn baby.
Knew the color of your hair ~
and your eyes,
Knew your traits, your personality,
There was no disguise.
But I had a lesson, I needed to grow,
Although it caused my tears to flow,
God decided to take you home ~
His gain,
My pain,
I would never feel the same.
I still miss you everday,
Still cry sometimes ~
But it is the only way,
I needed to heal and be strong,
I know God's will can't be wrong.
I know you'll never be alone,
Surrounded by angels in your spiritual home,
We'll be together again someday,
In heavens garden for eternity and a day.
~ Written by Sharon Platts
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2 comments:
What a beautiful poem Joanne... Looking forward to seeing you guys tomorrow. Trish
So beautiful, so true...the poem says it all. It reminds me of a caterpillar (the baby), that had to go into God's cocoon, so that a beautiful butterfly may metapmorphis into your lives and Mia's - your new family. Nothing can stop what is meant to be!
Love,
Miriam
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