We hurt Sometimes life Can seem like it Doesn't make sense It can feel Like we hurt We are in pain Life can hit us hard When we least expect it Its tough to lose a child Its a hurt And a pain That too many mothers Have had to feel Wondering What they might have Done different Might it have made A difference Ultimately Even through The hurt Even through The turmoil And the crying And the pain And the doubt Sometimes It takes seeing The bigger picture To truly see the plan Being able To feel the pain Being present in the pain That loss can bring But also being able To let it go Releasing the hurt And the pain And the confusion And understanding There is always a plan Even though you may wonder If it is God's way of punishing you Or even God's joke There is always a plan Their souls were ready It was their time While you Still have time Here on Earth But they will always Be watching Always still be with you In your heart As long as you Remember them And when Its your time To return Your hearts will join You will meet again No one ever truly leaves We are always still here Waiting to return home When we are called So don't fear Even though it might Hurt for a little while Take comfort in the fact That they have simply Returned home
A friend requested me to send a poem for a friend who's child died before he was born. This poem was born out of that request.