Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.
You're part of me now, my heart and my soul,
more precious than pearls, diamonds and gold,
sweet baby of mine to love and to hold,
through my many years till I grow very old.
Filled with amazement as I watched you grow,
my child, my son, to the young man I'd know,
never believing one day you would go
to Heaven before me, "Please! Dear God, no!"
More treasured to me than air that I breathe.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave.
I don't want to stay here without you to grieve.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave!
I've no understanding why or how this can be,
my sweet son's in Heaven so soon before me.
Overflowing with sorrow, my eyes cry a tear,
outstretching my arms, though I can't see you here.
I know in my heart all the love that we share,
on my very last breath of life you'll be there,
with outstretched arms, I know you'll appear,
just waiting in Heaven to hold me so near.
Loss Of My Beloved Son
Waiting For Heaven
Published: November 30, 2020
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