Baby Bird

Brandon

My precious baby bird,

born too soon.

Too young

and fragile

to have left my womb.

Things happen

for reasons

we don’t always

understand.

Our Lord and Savior had

other plans

for my precious baby bird,

my first born,

my heart.

For reasons unknown

we must be

apart.

Tears flow like raindrops

as I remember the day,

you entered my life

then went away.

Though you fought

like an eagle,

your delicate wings faltered.

You tried.

Doctors tried.

But it wasn’t to be.

One last breath

and you were set free

to soar in the heavens.

I miss you but I'm

grateful

that you've been given

new wings.

Fly my angel.

You’re in the presence of God.
When the time is

right, you'll be back

in my arms.