My Lost Child

 

Do I miss you?

I can’t really say

I didn’t know you

When you went away

 

You were but a twinkle

just a glimmer inside

a sliver of life

with nowhere to hide.

 

One wanted you gone.

I just cried

it was not for me

but for God to decide.

 

On a warm sunny day

with no cloud in the sky

you left me

without saying goodbye.

 

I questioned his wisdom

for taking your life

it was not for me

but for God to decide.

 

Where would we be now?

I can’t be sure

what you became

was a star in the sky.

 

I look to the heavens

and see you each night

one of God’s perfect angels

so radiant and bright.

 

ÓTLP 2002