This poem is for everyone who has ever lost a child. |
| You would think that the words "Happy Birthday" would no longer apply; and yet somehow the memory of the day you graced the world with your innocent, unique presence carries more joy than sorrow for though you are no longer among us, your birthday reminds us always of all that you were and, miraculously, all that you continue to be. Your birthday. The day you broke the anxious silence with a wail, waving tiny fists and declaring life to joyful ears. The day the world changed... ...imperceptibly and yet vividly, importantly, for there has never been another YOU and never will be again. On your birthday a new soul entered the world and God's smile shone bright with pride as you became one of His children. Now, perhaps, the most beautiful thing about your birthday is the knowledge that no one anywhere can ever take that away. |