"God is my strength"
were the first words spoken
when we saw your small body
lying still, broken.
"God is my strength"
was braided in the prayer
that your Nana spoke over you,
even though you weren't there.
"God is my strength"
was my loudest heart cry
when the doctor came in
and didn't speak, but sighed.
"God is my strength"
said Jon's hand on my hair
"God is our strength"
his eyes spoke through the air.
"God is my strength"
our eyes locked in to say
while we slept and we cried
countless hours away.
"God is my strength"
as the pain grew stronger,
"God is my strength"
as the night grew longer.
"God is my strength"
as I wept through my prayers
"God is my strength"
although this feels unfair.
"God is my strength"
in the silence that followed
"God is my strength"
my womb and arms, hollow.
"God is my strength"
when the nurse held you first.
"God is my strength"
when the silence was burst.
"God is my strength"
I've never seen this before.
"God is my strength"
I can't take anymore.
"God is my strength"
tiny son in my hands
"God is my strength"
For I know the plans...
"God is my strength"
that day and still.
He holds my baby
as part of His Will.
"God is my strength"
and I know it's best
for Gabriel to be there
where he is best blessed.