Little One

Oh child of mine how I wish I could have looked into your eyes. I imagine how your face would have looked and I dreamed of holding you as I read these small books.
Your daddy and I planned for so long but we never imagined how things could go so wrong. How such happiness could turn into sorrow, how today we have you and lost you tomorrow.
I know you are with God and your grandpa Dan, but what I would give to have been able to hold your hand. To feel your touch and watch you as you grow, praying and wishing how the years would slow.
But now that you are gone I just feel so empty inside, and I just keep wondering why you died. Why I couldn't protect you, why you were taken away, why God keeps challenging me in each and every way.
They say he won't give you more than you can handle, that strength is created when you fight through each battle, but my back is starting to break under neither all of this weight, I don't know how much more of this pain I can take.