Janelle Waters Vigil
I long for chubby fingers wrapped round my empty hand
And ten little toes buried in the sand
I carry you in my heart my tiny one
Where reality doesn’t stand a chance in the morning sun
On days like this
I long my darling for what could have been
And smile for that which was
Your first laughs echo sweetly in my ears
As tenderly as your heartbroken tears
I long to wipe them away again
And hold your little head against my heart
You grew up too fast and then you went away
To places far flung and to this very day
I cannot find you or follow
Those wiser than me tell me wait til tomorrow
Time eases all sorrow.
but You toddled behind me too long and so I fear they are wrong
Love lasts forever I believe
And thus some days I continue to grieve…
for my daughter Leyla with love,
Janelle Waters Vigil
