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Monday, January 12, 2009

Good-Bye at Four

How small four is...

a footprint the span of my hand


How young four is...

believing in heroes that fly


How brave four is...

treatments that linger into the night


How trusting four is...

kneeling in the hospital chapel to pray


How tiny four is...

escorted to Heaven on angel's wings


How sad four is...

leaving sand castles yet to build


How short four is...

dates inscribed on a single stone


How lonely four is...

we left here to ponder


Forever.

my notes:
I wrote the above in 2003, six years after Daniel died from cancer treatments. Now we are about to enter into twelve years since I last held his hand. Does it get easier? Sure, I think. But I still find tears in my eyes when I see his tiny jeans jacket hanging in the closet...

2 comments:

Sabrina said...

Dear Alice, As you know, my son Ethan also died 12 years ago this month, though at four months old he was much younger than your son.

I will keep you in my heart this month specially.

Hugs, Brina

Alice J. Wisler said...

Thanks for your kind words. I will remember Ethan with you.