If I could write your story son...
(Oh how I wish I could)
I'd pen for you a journey...
That held nothing but good.
Wouldn't it be perfect...
If that job belonged to me?
I think I'd change a thing or two...
While writing your story.
I'd write of lasting happiness...
The storms would stay at bay..
I"d write your story carefully...
I'd have so much to say...
You'd know not of a hospital...
Or days in ICU...
You'd only know of simple things...
Like other children do.
The sun would rise...yes everyday...
And shine to make you smile...
You'd never know a day of pain...
You'd never face a trial.
You'd dance to music all your own...
While watching Sesame Street...
I'd tuck you into bed each night...
And life would be complete.
I'd write of picnics in the park...
And winters in the snow...
I'd write of laugher,joy and love...
I'd sit and watch you grow.
I'd proofread till my eyes grew tired...
Each line and paragraph...
And let my pen fall to the floor...
Then stop to hear you laugh.
And never would I question...
What sick children must face...
Never would I have a need...
To ask God for his grace.
I'd likely live oblivious...
Of what it means to be...
A member of this "special club"...
I call my heart family.
If I could write your journey son...
Perhaps I'd not convey...
The message that HE longs to share...
"We must live for today".
Your story has been written...
Each stroke penned with great care...
He knows each thought I have of you...
He's numbered every hair.
No I can't write your story son...
Although I wish I could...
I must heed what HE says to me...
"All things work for the good".
If I could write the life you'd live...
I'd fail...don't you see?
I'll leave it in much better hands...
He'll write it perfectly.---- Stephanie Husted (Heart mom
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