a poem for my loss on the 15th jan 09

By Jennifer Wasik

I closed my eyes and prayed to God today.

I asked what makes a Mother and I know I heard him say,

A Mother has a baby, this we know is true.

But God can you be a Mother when your baby’s not with you?

“Yes you can!”, he replied with confidence in his voice,

“I give many women babies, when they leave its not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime and others for a day.

And some I send to feel your womb but there’s no need to stay.”

I don’t understand this God, I want my baby here,

He took a breath and cleared his throat and then I saw a tear.

I wish I could show you what your child is doing today.

If you could see your child smile with the other children and say,

“We go to earth to learn our lessons of love and life and fear,

my mommy loved me oh so much I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a mom who had so much love for me

I learned my lesson very quick. My mommy set me free.

I miss my mommy oh so much but I visit her everyday.

When she goes to sleep, on her pillow is where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear,

Mommy don’t be sad today, I’m your baby, and I’m here.”

So you see my dear sweet one, your children are ok.

Your babies are in my home and this is where they’ll stay.

They’ll wait for you with me until your lesson is through

And on that day that you come Home they’ll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a Mother.

It’s the feeling in your heart

It’s the love you have so much of, right from the start.

Though some on earth may not realise that you are a Mother, until their time is done

They’ll be up here with me one day and know you’re the best one.