Thursday, August 16, 2012

I thought everyone said it would get easier....


Three years have now passed since you left our world.

Three years since we have been able to wrap our arms around you and give you a hug....

Three years since I stroked your face and head to help you relax...

Three years since since we've camped in hospitals for weeks....

Three years of missing your voice...  How would you sound? What would you say?

Three years of talking to Dragonflies in our back yard every summer...

Three years of wishing you good night before I fall asleep...

Three years of wishing on every shooting star to bring you back to us...

Three years and you're still my Little Peanut...

Three years and you'll always be our oldest....

Three years too long...

Three years too raw...

Three years of missing you every day...

We love you so much.... come back to us some day!!!




Every December Sky - Beth Nielsen Chapman

Every December sky
Must lose its faith in leaves
And dream of the spring inside the trees.
How heavy the empty heart,
How light the heart that's full.
Sometimes I have to trust what I can't know
Sometimes I have to trust what I can't know
We walk into Paradise;
The angels lend us shoes.
'Cause all that we own,
We'll come to lose,
And Heaven is not so far
Outside this womb of words.
With every rose that blooms
My soul is assured
It's just like a song I've known
Yet still unheard.
And every leaf of fire lets go,
Melting in the arms of earth and snow.
And if I could hold you now,
You'd enter like a sigh.
You'd be the wind that blows
The answer to "why?"
You'd be the spring-filled trees
Of every December sky.