Saturday, March 18, 2006

No. 2 is with Jesus

To the baby that I carried
But never seen your eyes
Or tell you how much I loved you
Or ever to hear your cries.

You will never be forgotten
The excitement we had for your coming.
When I realized I'd never hold you,
The feeling I had was numbing.

Jesus is he with you?
I’ve wonder all the day
I sit and wonder why you’re gone
And why you could not stay

Every part of me is empty
I feel I can't go on
But then I look to heaven
I hear this beautiful song

”Mommy I am with Him
He holds me in His arms
When ever I am with Him
He keeps me safe and warm

He says you shouldn't worry
I am safe and loved right here
With all the other baby angels
that passed throughout the years

We have a special place up here
He thought that you should know
Where the Blessed Mother takes
your place for now until you show.”

When I heard this precious little voice
From the heavens above
I know that all the angels
are showering you with love

Now, as I rub my belly
I know you are not there
Then I look up to the heavens
With only a wondering stare

I close my eyes and begin to pray
Jesus, will you please bless me again one day?