Once upon a time
there lived a girl whose heart was whole.
She sang and laughed her way through life...
A sweet naivety filled her soul.
Even unto womanhood,
the worlds perception remained kind.
Pain and hurt from all around
evaded her narrow mind...
Until one day it happened...
Her world was torn apart.
This woman learned what it really meant,
to truly give her heart.
She thought that she had done it,
the day she said “I do”.
Or surely when she welcomed
baby one and baby two.
But laying on a table
hearing “incompatible with life”
Baby three won’t join your family,
as you had hoped he might.
The world became scary,
full of uncertainty and grief.
She gave her heart completely
knowing time would be her thief.
The day arrived to say hello
to a sweet soul passing through.
What a blessing through her heartache
to say “Son, we both love you”.
As good-bye was being uttered,
she slipped her son her heart.
He gave to her his memories
and now they will never be apart.
Each holds a piece
of what the other had to give.
He has my heart,
and for his memory I will live.
I love you Wyatt and miss you more than words!