Through my child's mournful mirrors, i can clearly see
The reflection of the longing in his soul for his Daddy.
I feel his aching, hurting heart
Completely and totally torn apart!
I feel his emptiness, so alone in his Daddy's absence.
I feel his pain as he wrestles with death's consequence.
I am acutely aware of the huge gash in my child's heart
As he lashes out at me with words that hit me like darts!
Every cell in my body wants to hold him, cuddle him
And console him to bring back life's brightness, now dim
I yearn to turn the clock back to a time not so tragic!
I longingly wish that i could wave and swish a magic
Wand and wondrously put the pieces of his heart back
Together. I pray to God to give my child what he does lack
To be able to grow and gain from the pain of his grief.
I pray for our love as a family to provide some relief!