Poems

The world may never notice

if a snowdrop doesn't bloom

Or even pause to wonder

If the petals fall too soon.       

 

But every Life that ever forms

Or ever comes to be,

Touches the world in some small way

For all eternity.

 

The little one we long for

was swiftly here and gone

But the love that was then planted

Is a light that still shines on.

 

And though our arms are empty,

our hearts know what to do.

Every beating of our hearts

says we love you.

Author Unknown