In Memory of Eden
I weep as one unknowingly plays
While another's voice, just gone today.
Fade into me and then away;
My womb a bed for you to lay.
Firstly in fear waiting quiet and meek
And feebly carrying small and weak.
I sensed a withering in the tiny tree;
The burgeoning had halted inside of me.
Now pain is pain and grief is grief,
And Fall is fleeting leaf by leaf.
But God embraced when I could not see,
And now I rest for he is free.
Forever loved, forever young;
An angel now who speaks His tongue;
Who lives in his season-Spring is sprung.
The Bells of Life have finally rung!
This placid soul will never cry,
Never in pain and never awry.
I don't know his dreams and will not see his eyes,
But I gave him his name, and he will never die.
My little child, who lives in the sky.
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