I am a Mom

I am a Mom.
It’s who I am.
It’s who God made me to be.
He put this call on my life,
And then he gave you to me.
But what can I do for my child,
Who’s already so far away?
I wanted to keep you safe from harm
And watch you grow each day.
I wanted to baby-proof the house
When you began to crawl.
I wanted to be your biggest fan
And comfort you when you fall.
I wanted to sing you lull-a-byes
And tuck you into bed.
But I’m writing a stupid poem
To read at your funeral instead.
The only thing I can do for you
Is entrust you to His care.
Heaven is the perfect home.
I know you’ll be happy there.
Jesus will wipe away your tears.
He will sing you to sleep.
You belong to Him anyway,
You were never mine to keep.
But I will miss you all my life,
You and your brother too.
So I’m holding on to the promise
That we’ll be together soon.
I’m your Mom.
It’s who I am.
It’s who God made me to be.
He put a blessing in my life
When He gave you to me.

Thank you Bella!

mwah

Oh Bella thanks