He’s yours 


How do we reconcile that time is up when it comes?

How so for the young ones?
Or even old?

Faith is strong but the heart gets weak
Weight upon my heavy lids.

I get to my knees and press my fingers to his lovely cheeks.

To see his eyes gaze upon me feels like heaven on earth.

Not one could ever comprehend the full love of a mother or father.

Living the life you have you would gladly give to restore a resting child.

A wavering amber.

“Not this time. ” you say to your Maker” as he was created for you. ”

Yet so,  You willingly  surrender this child to be taken or not at the feet of that Savior even as you weep. 


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