On this day 31 years ago our first son, Jonathan was born. He only lived a matter of minutes. Even though I never held him while alive I look forward to holding him in heaven one day.
This is for him.
Jonathan
You were gone
before I ever held you,
quiet, still and cold.
My tears
were your christening.
No cry
pierced the stillness,
No life.
You were so cold.
Time suspended
in those moments
when we said hello
and goodbye.
I never imagined
so many years
would pass.
The day is still fresh in my heart.
The comes soon
when we shall overcome
that which separates
and eternity will be ours.
Meanwhile,
the angels keep you
while we await
our homecoming.
