A child’s passed

Brianna Thomas
Infectious is this smile of one who walked the hardest mile…
A fathers belief her pained life was brief, but long enough to know..
To know her through living eyes, masking struggles a mother cries…
Baby come home, calls come from above then in a fathers arms she becomes a dove…
On heights not known till now, climbing into her saviors arms her faith on us showered..our tears tears of joy mask broken shuddering hearts that here on earth remain…
Little one you are missed here, we know you cannot hurt up there…
Thank you for the time, for those who know you and not the reason why…
An angles holds your hand as men on knees for hope pray again…
One day to see your face, unpaired running gold streets in Gods race…
We are blessed…
WAM

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