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I can’t believe two years have passed since you’ve been in my arms.
It seems like only yesterday we turned off those alarms.


You felt so warm and heavy as you nestled in real near.
I knew the end was coming fast; my heart was full of fear.
I’d thought so often, for 40 weeks, about what you’d be like.
I figured you’d look like your dad, and act like mom for spite.


You did look like your daddy how you act we still don’t know,
but I suspect you’re full of spunk and put on quite the show.


We miss you more than words can say, and wish that you were here.
It seems there’s something missing and that something’s you my Dear.


I try to think about what you’d be like on earth.
Walking, talking, running too, and filling us with mirth.


Your sister’s an adult now and a beautiful young woman.
Your brother Abner’s growing tall and always full of fun.


Your little brother, Asher, has been a healing balm.
The Lord knew what we needed to feel a peaceful calm.


I wish with all my heart I could hold you on my knee,
and make you giggle, sing you songs, and fill your heart with glee.


I know you’re happy where you are and I won’t take that from you.
It’s just I miss you baby boy, and wish I were there too.

The time will come someday I know and we will be together.
The giggles, songs, and silliness will then last for forever.

I love you Uriah my little boy you’ll always be.
You’ll never know the peace and love that you have given me.


3 comments:

Patricia said...

A beautiful poem for sweet, little Uriah.

Ruth said...

You made me cry again with this post full of a mother's love....2 years already? It was like few months ago when my spirit grieved with your family...you must have gone through a lot... I'm blessed to see how you are coping...God bless your heart.

Faux Hammer said...

So beautiful Hannah. Soft and quiet and full of love for your little sleeping boy.
Annie