Sleeping safe in a dream world. Protected by all that surrounds you. A beating heart. A gentle laugh. The touch of loving hands.
We longed to see your smile. Hear your cry and dry the tears. We longed to you teach all that we knew. And hold your hand in ours. But time has slipped away. Softly. Gently. Quietly like the setting sun upon evening’s pale horizon.
We cry our tears. Pack up the few reminders we have. Of the brief life that ended before you ever took your first breath. Or your first steps. Hoping only that you’ll be happy. Wherever you are.