Poetry Sunday ~ Would have been ~ Eleven Years

Matt. 18:10 “Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven.”

Eleven Years

Eleven years without you

An eternity in my heart

Eleven years of hurt

Too many years apart.

Eleven years I’ve cried

Each one without you here

Eleven years I’ve missed

But never missed a tear

Eleven years of a piece

That’s missing from my soul.

A baby girl I longed to see

Leaving me an empty hole.

Eleven years I’ve known your place

Is not here by my side

Eleven years you’ve walked along

In an angelic heavenly stride.

Eleven years that you’ve been gone

But one day we’ll be together

Never again to walk alone

We’ll fly like birds of a feather.

To you my beloved daughter

I cherish your time in me.

I await to be reunited

Where we’ll spend our eternity!

God Bless You, Astri Celia Brandt

Still Born: 4-26-04

 

 

My Angel: A Poem

My Angel

4-26-13

In my mind I watch her grow

the little baby I’ll never know.

I held her nestled in my womb.

her ringlets of hair I’ll never groom.

I watch her in the grass to play,

I swing with her on a sunny day.

Her fancy purple Easter dress,

her softened skin I often caress.

She sinks into the books she’s reading

finds sheer joy in our yearly seeding.

I watch with her as the seedlings grow.

Dances around when they make a show.

Twirling and spinning I often see

some little part of a younger me.

I long to hold this small-framed girl,

My angel, my daughter, my pleasant pearl.

Some things in life are not meant to be

As with my baby, little Astri.

Motionless I held her in my arms

A lifetime of beauty and earthly charms.

But lo and behold He needed her more,

She took with her a piece of my core.

I find solace in her place above,

Knowing heaven is her garden of love!