DEATH OF BABY, GRIEVE FOR LOSS OF BABY, PLEASE GOD HELP ME, WHY DID MY BABY DIE?
Lucia America Lerzundi (March 23, 2012--March 23, 2012)
Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes,
veins blue through translucent skin.
Just seventeen ounces, just twelve inches long,
Lucia America Lerzundi—
How often the name rolled across our tongues
we saw you growing up
with Isaac’s same brown eyes,
Isaac’s same toes and nose, Isaac’s same
So tiny, so easy to overlook, a Barbie-sized doll
in your lacy lavender flannel dress to keep you warm
while we cuddled you and searched for similarities,
features to remember you by.
So tiny, so easy to overlook
for the crater-sized hole in our hearts
as your tiny lungs struggled for breath,
as your eyes and
mouth closed in finality.
Oh, Lucy, you’re in a better place,
in the arms of God,
but Lucy, we wanted
You are missed, you are loved.
Evanell Ator Davis
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THE GODLY POEM
Oh Lord, when is a poem inspirational?
Do I have the right to call a sonnet
Inspired or do only You mark such a poem?
Oh Holy Spirit
come touch my poems.
When I write of Jesus my Saviour so great,
Can hope that my verses of prose,
Yes, my poem, will have the power of God!
Only when the Holy Spirit moves the words.
only all my poems could stir the life
Of hurting souls searching for the saving Jesus!
But I am a man and
powerless but God used
As a conduit for the Holy Spirit touches.
If only I could sit all day and
Of the glory of God, our wonderful Trinity,
But to do so requires a greater blessing
Oh God bless and sent more poets into the world.
Please do this so the saving message
Will be sent out in its outward reach of hope,
And we our servant poets will have a part to
In this wonderful message of eternal salvation.
Praise God that He loves us so much
That He sent His only Son to die for us,
Thank you Jesus for coming and sending down
The Holy spirit to
guide back home to God.
By Frank E. Henrich February 18, 2013