Madison
Oh child of mine,
you suffered
In your plight to
make it to my side
To walk, to sing, to
dance among the flower
To be held so
tightly, so loved, so longed for
Lost before your
journey’s end
Taken back to the
heavens and the stars
My loss breeds mourn
for your tender heart
To walk among the
souls
I feel you close to
me, my tender child
You came to me and
beckoned
To love you more, a
love so true
I touch your essence
longing for more
My heart is missing
the piece that is you
That belongs in its
tender embrace
My heart goes out
searching, lost, withdrawn
And waiting for your
grace
My heart holds dear,
for the day we meet
On heaven’s planes
it shall wait
Listening for your affectionate
whisper
Until reunited we
will be
By Serina
Hartwell
Author of Hidden The Hidden Saga
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