Happy BIRTHday Astri

What the mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin. ~ Henry Ward Beecher

 

Astri's Tenth Birthday

I look around for a sign

of 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 now safe in heavens abode?

Are the Angels now her mother?

Is she there 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 rains her shower.

Ten years have passed I mark the day

The day that I gave birth;

The day I seen her soul depart

From this luscious earth.

Born~ 4-26-04 Went to heaven ~ 4-26-04

Don't ever think a day passes that my thoughts are not with my kids.

Two ANGELS, that never breathed one breath of this earth. 

I know, they are BOTH in a much better place!

Godspeed kids! Mom loves you!