"June"

I'm not even sure I'm ready to put this on here....but something tells me it's okay. That it validates what happened....that it wasn't just a dream...a very sweet dream that abruptly ended.

I hope I never forget. No wait.

I can't.

I won't.

The last 5 + weeks were real. As real as real can be. Whoever says different is kidding themselves.

Isn't it interesting how death can change you just as much as life?

I don't get that. Why do we have to lose something to realize what's important in life?

Or what's important to God?

Is that grace? Mother says, "God gives you grace to enjoy things....but sometimes He just gives you grace to endure it."

So this is my enduring it, by writing a poem to the sweet baby we lost.

Here's to our baby "June".

June

Dear June, I held you just a little while

My June, how I've imagined your sweet smile

Baby June, your Mommy wishes you had stayed

Oh June, why did you go away?

Fair June, your Daddy loved you oh so well

Precious June, if you had known him you could tell

Dearest June, we both have loved you from the start

Oh June, why did we have to part?

Cute June, I think you would have had my nose

Lovely June, and perhaps his lips and toes

But June, no matter what your features be

Oh June, we'd love them completely!

Perfect June, we fought for your sweet, little life

Tiny June, by doing everything so right

Sweet June, I guess the Lord had other plans

Oh June, you're safe now in His hands.

Our June, you'll be forever in our hearts

Little June, and though from us you did depart

Heavenly June, you're in a much, much better place

Someday we'll see you face to face.