A grey covering looms above
The sky's particles barely clinging to each other
Snow patches from a recent fall lay in between the trees
The branches are still
Even the birds choose to seek shelter
The silence of winter
But inside hurricane thoughts swirl uncontrollably
The impending transition squeezes her heart like a sponge too heavy with water until
The last drop falls
She feels the gentle nudge against her left side;
his hand or maybe one of his tiny toes
This place is an early glimpse of heaven
The beginning and the end
She would give anything to have him look into her eyes
To show him his daddy's eyes
To carry him safely and securely inside until it was her last breath
But God already called his name
God already promised us that He has better plans.
For when the snow melts
and the tears fill up the rivers and lakes
The clouds recede
And He offers us new hope.
In honor and loving memory of my nephew Tucker - until we meet again
We love you!
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