Thursday, April 26, 2012

Astri's Birth Day

Astri’s Birth Day

I look around at everything,
for her soul's existence.
I cannot find her anywhere
through all my tried persistence.

A gently cradled baby;
a stroller passes by.
My eyes begin to fill with tears.
I ask the question why.

Why is she not here with me?
Why has she gone away?
Why am I the lonely one
left to brave each day?

Is she safe in heavens abode?
Are the Angels now her mother?
Is she within the vibrant realm,
that's home to her own brother?

Does she think of me, as I of her,
with every passing day?
Will we ever meet again?
I'm lost for what I'd say.

I feel her in the warm swift breeze,
I sense her in a flower.
The birds all sing a song for her;
a gentle rain’s her shower.

As years all pass I mark the day
the day that I gave birth.
The day I seen her soul depart
from this luscious earth.

author's note: It would be her eighth birthday.
We never forget...
4-26-04 to 4-26-04


Melody Lowes said...

Happy birthday, Asti. Your Mama loves you now and always...

joni said...

Thank you, Melody.

It means a lot!

Beth Zimmerman said...

I'm so sorry, Joni!

joni said...

Thank you Beth!

NurseArtist said...

I'm sorry for your loss, Joni. Only those of us who have lost a child can truly understand the pain and emptiness it leaves. Have you ever seen The Compassionate Friends? It is a world-wide organization devoted to helping parents who have lost a child to find their way again and to express their loss. I find it very comforting. They send out a monthly newsletter.