I don't pretend to understand the pain felt by parents who have experienced a miscarriage, but my heart aches for my husband's brother and his wife whose baby is being held by Jesus right now. The poem is written from the parents' perspective. Looking forward to meeting you in heaven little one.
God's Newest Wonder
Hey there baby, I
never knew a heartbeat
Could bring such joy.
Hey there baby, I
even began to wonder
Would you be a little
girl or boy?
But pink and blue
turned to black and grey
In the sudden wake of a single day.
So hear my lullaby
Sweet baby who’ll
never cry.
I know heaven’s
watching over you,
And that to this
world God’s still faithful and true,
Though how I wish I
could have first held you.
Here’s my love God,
won’t you wrap my baby in it?
And thank you for the
joy brought in fleeting minutes.
Right now the angels
are in awe of God’s newest wonder
And I’m trying to
remember we’re not forever torn asunder.
Even though my arms
are empty, I still hold you in thought and prayer,
Waiting for the day I’ll
touch your tiny fingers, toes, and hair.
Goodbye baby, forever
I’ll remember.
Goodbye baby, that
was due in September.
