Your Days are Already Numbered

Your Days are Already Numbered

Your days are already numbered.

We thought you were gone. Thought we lost you.

We wept for you- sweet child that we have never met. 

We long for you - wait for you -care for you.

But we know - we know you are ultimately His.

He has decided your days before the beginning.

Your sister with her wild hair and wild smile

        She is ultimately HIS

Your brother, suave and debonair - almost a man

         He is ultimately HIS

Everyday is a gift he gives, but did not have to. 

Every smile from Eliya

Every joke from Isaiah

Every inch you grow 

Every second I am privileged to carry your growing life in me

Gifts

Gifts He does not owe, but lavishes on me. 

Daily.

And the loss...

that is from Him too

from the same hand good hand that paints the sunsets.