Like mists of the morning the Sun burns away,
So brief was my time on this earthly plane.

Though your eyes never witnessed my body grow,
There are parts of my soul your heart should know.

For in that moment when I came to be,
I felt the great depth of your love for me.

Each time you embraced or simply came near,
The lullaby of your hearts beating filled my ears.

Wrapped tight by your thoughts and dreams of me,
I slept in a warmth and comfort you could not see.

While I had not a name for you to call,
I came to the warmth of your hand when beside me it would fall.

Though I’ve left you for now, do not despair,
For I’ve known the best parts of you – your love and your care.

Above all else know this to be true,
I am the love that’s waiting in Heaven for you.

[Dedicated to all parents and couples who have endured loss while trying to have a baby. Stay strong. -M]

Poetry, Thoughts, Writing

The Love That’s Waiting


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