Little Henry William,
we know so little of you.
You lived so vibrantly in the womb
Just out of touch,
just out of our grasp
we'll grieve for our loss.
To stroke your head,
hear you coo and giggle,
see you suck your thumb
burp and tumble.

We try to picture you
in our mind,
a full grown spirit
to comfort our sorrow.
Running around in heaven
on God's merciful errand.

Patient and faithful
that God in his heaven
all knowing, all seeing
will pour out
grand blessings and
faithfully comfort.

We'll keep our daydreams
safely tucked in our secret hiding place
until the time we meet
and embrace you face to face.

Life can be like the sunshine and warm breezes but quickly turn stormy.  An unwanted hot flash, and a million other things can rub me the wrong way.  Sometimes I feel like a hypocrite.  I'm all sunny one minute the next I'm not a very nice person.  Happy that I don't have to be perfect but sometimes I wish I was a little farther down that path

Eager to be
eager to feel
eager to see
eager to know
things of the Spirit
joy
peace
love
gratitude
Like the sun that shines so brightly
at times I do so
Like dark clouds scudding quickly
that can overcome the glow
Why do I let shadows creep in
and steal my heavenly peace
Love, take the place of pride
and make me see all living kind
inside of me, a part of me
by thy patient grace.