Tuesday, July 19, 2011

I Will Never Hold You, Kiss You, or Hug You, But I Will Always Love You

To the little one that I just lost and will never get a chance to hold, kiss, hug, see their smile, or hear their laugh.

What Makes A Mother?
Author Unknown
I thought of you and closed my eyes and prayed to God today.
I asked, "What makes a mother?" and I know I heard Him say,
A mother has a baby, this we know is true,
But God, can you be a mother when your baby's not with you?
Yes you can, He replied, with confidence in His voice
I give many women babies, when they leave is not their choice
Some I send for a lifetime, others for a day,
And some I send to feel your womb, but there's no need to stay
I just don't understand this, Lord, I want my baby here!
He took a breath and cleared His throat and then I saw a tear,
I wish that I could show you what your child is doing today,
If you could see your child smile with the other children and say,
"We go to earth to learn our lessons of love and life and fear,
My mommy loved me oh so much, I got to come straight here
I feel so lucky to have a mom who had so much love for me,
I learned my lessons very quickly, my mommy set me free,
I miss my mommy oh so much, but I visit her each day,
When she goes to sleep, on her pillow is where I lay,
I stroke her hair, and kiss her cheek, and whisper in her ear,
'Mommy, don't be sad today, I'm your baby and I'm here.' "
So you see, my dear sweet one, your child is okay,
Your baby is here in my home, and this is where they'll stay.
Your baby will wait for you with me, until your lesson's through,
And on the day I call you home, they'll be at the gate for you
So now you know what makes a mother
It's the feeling in your heart,
It's the love you had so much of, right from the very start
Though some on earth may not realize until their time is done,
Remember all the love you have,
And you are a special mom.

This is a beautiful poem.  It hurts so much to lose the life that is growing inside you.  My niece asked me today if my baby was out of my tummy and I cried instantly.  She doesn't understand, she's only four.  My mom told her that we don't talk about things like that.  I don't know how I'm going to get over this.  I have my beautiful two-year-old daughter and I wanted her to be a big sister.  She would have been good at it.  I always say that everything happens for a reason.  The only thing I ponder is what's the reason for this?  RIP dear one, I will always love you.

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