Wednesday, February 03, 2010

I wrote this a while ago, quite a while ago now actually. But it's still so spot on. Ever grateful for the life I have. Always missing our Brenna.


Loving and missing you
as always

It's Too Much...

it's too much to imagine
that I didn't get to see
you as your chubby little self,
and you, to see me...

It's too much to imagine
I'll never see you grin,
or cry or laugh or learn new things
because you have your wings.

It's too much to imagine
all the 'what might have been'
I wanted you so desperately,
how could the world be so,
so mean...

with much love,
Mummy xo

1 comment:

Sarah said...

What a beautiful poem for your precious daughter

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