I can't see through the tears.
I try to clear my mind.
It's been all of two years,
Yet hope is hard to find.
My dreams of holding my neice,
Of teaching her so many things,
They faded with my peace,
As new doubts destroy my wings.
I couldn't fly with the freedom
I had before she left this life.
I couldn't dance with the joy
I knew before I met this strife.
I'll never teach her hide-and-seek,
Or hear her say my name.
I'll never find a heart so meek,
Dispite her awesome fame.
For every people knew of her,
And everywhere people prayed
"God touch that beloved, little one,
And heal baby Faith."
Yet my neice is with God's own Son
And God still rules on high.
I chose that day and choose again
To trust Him with my life.
For if His angels play with her,
And show her all I cannot teach
Then this beloved, little one,
Can dream of Aunty Lise.
She'll always know there's those on Earth
Who love her still and always.
Her Mom, and Dad, and all of us
Will love her all our days.
So since she's with you Jesus,
And I cannot reach her yet,
Give her a hug from me,
She'll know I will not fret.
She knows I love her always,
Because you showed her so
I miss you, Faith Elizabeth,
And I'll miss you till I go.
Luve forever, Faith!
From Aunty Liz
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