I do not claim to be a budding poet but I do find that writing things down sometimes helps me get things out. I just wrote this for Kendra.
The time has almost come when we are due to meet
I will check very closely for ten fingers on your hands, ten toes upon your feet
The one thing that I cannot check is how long your life will be
Your brother was only here awhile before God set him free
You are our little miracle you will help rebuild my heart
But it will never in life be whole again for there’s a missing part
I love you before I meet you; I loved you from the start
I know I even loved you before there was the beating of your heart
You were the one we planned to help us down this road
You will always feel special; this grief is not your load
If someday you look at me and see tears in my eyes
You will know the tears are from a pain that I cannot disguise
I cannot hide the pain at least from those I love
It’s born from the heartache of missing your brother waiting patiently above
I know Keaton will be watching you and watching all of us
He will be holding all our hands as we try not to make too much fuss
I will try my best not to smoother you but if that’s sometimes how you feel
It’s because I love you oh so much I need to hold you close to feel that you’re real.
©Our Forever Babies