See You in the Morning
I nursed you when you were oh so small and
fighting for your life at birth. I tried so
hard to give you every drop of nourishment
from my bosom while I wait with fear and
prayers that you would survive yet another day.
Now I cry over your lifeless body, once
again you are fighting for your life. I
cry. I pray. I am weak and helpless. WHY
DID I LEAVE YOU WITH HIM?! I shout out
loud. I touch the bandages around your
head, while voices from the hallway whisper
saying "She can not be alone with her son."
I hold and rock you until your last breath
and visioned you walking hand in hand with
God to heaven completely healed. Good night
sweet Joshua, See you in the morning.