wind whips spring's leaves
tangled
twisted
as to obscure vision
the valley shrouded in darkness
gives the illusion of all is lost
does heaven weep?
do angels cry?
do tears run down the face
of Jesus as He now cradles
a tiny baby?
does He weep even as
He welcomes that
precious little one
with arms open wide?
for how could He not weep
as He watches tears
stream down the faces of a
little life's
mommy and daddy
as they wait for a baby
already in heaven
to come into
their arms
their tears will fall
like the rain
dampening the little one's
beautiful face
they will cradle a life
never taking a first breath
born silent instead of crying
a heart which beat inside her momma
for 39 precious weeks
then beat its last
and their tears will
fall
like
the
rain falling
so unexpected
in the month of May
as tightly as they hold their baby girl
so Jesus is holding them
He knows their pain
the heartache beyond
comprehension
He knows the journey
He knows the valley
He knows them
and He will not leave them to
stumble along the path...
no...He will walk beside
walk before
walk behind
walk beneath
He will carry them
when the next step is unbearable
for His strength is perfect
when our strength is gone
He will shower them with love
as their little boy
hugs and kisses
smiles and laughs
too young to fully understand
nights so dark and long
He will sing over them
as He bathes them in
His love light so warm
His hand so pierced
so gentle
will wipe away
every tear
He will cup each face in
those hands so soft
and remind them
that one day
they will hold their
precious daughter again
for now, He will keep her
safe in His arms
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