We should be getting ready for a Great Celebration, instead there will always be a void.
Happy Birthday to you... Happy Birthday to you... Happy Birthday sweet Angel, Happy Birthday to you...
I wrote something a while back about that day, here it is:
Holding
Me
The
excitement, going to be a mom again
Waiting
for the first time I hear you
Waiting
for you to kick
Dreaming
about who you will become
Praising
God for a new life
In
an instant all fades away
Terrified
about what is happening
Fearing
the unknown
Pleading
with God that you're ok
Silence-silence
is all I hear
Sad
eyes is all I see
And
then, “I'm sorry"
I'll
never hear you
I'll
never feel you
I'll
never hold you
You're
gone before I held you in my arms
You're
gone before I get to kiss your nose
Empty
Mad
Unfair
And
then; peace
A
stillness I can't explain
Quiet
You're
holding me
You're
holding me through the storm
Quietly
I hear, "Be still and know that I am God"
"Be
still and know"
It's
quiet now, and all the fear has faded away.
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