i am sore from my thinking
and i must write it down
i dig into the insides of my purse
but cannot find a pen
but it is easy enough to remember…
i was just thinking about disney world
and how she would be tall enough for most rides now
and i was thinking about heaven
and if there princesses there
for her to meet
and i am hopeful
but still not satisfied.
i do not believe God thinks me blasphemous
for having doubt
because when it comes to loving and missing your child
sometimes even the glorious Christian veil
can seem too dark to bear
