Okay. This is me, warning you all, that this might make you cry. I’m sorry. I cried while writing it, on the interstate on the way to Bangor. I was wearing sunglasses so I don’t think I disturbed anyone. But still. I’ve warned you. You might cry.
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Still here? Okay.
Dream Baby
Annie Louise Twitchell
I’m sorry I can’t stay, Mommy.
But this was my choice.
You needed me for this short time
and I am glad to be your baby.
And I know you want me forever,
but I can’t stay any longer.
I have to go back to Abba Father.
But you don’t have to be too sad
for me because He said
I could play at His feet
until you come see me again.
And I’ll be okay, Mommy,
I promise,
and you’ll be okay too, one day.
I love you, Mommy, so very very much.
I
love
you
Bye bye, Mommy, for a while…
Copyright 2016 by Annie Louise Twitchell