going door to door. And driving without a clue for my baby. There is a
hurt inside of me that I can't explain right now, one minute he's
laying under me then the next he's know where to be found. I cried and
ask God to just send him home safely, and he came walking up, can't
whoop him cause i feel at fault I should have known exactly where he
was. But I am thankfu l That his Father is Always Watching Him...I
wrote in this poem the experience of his birth as well as what I
feeling right now...Just had to share it to get my mind back
focused..love yall
The Birth of My Son Tayvion
I'm afraid
I'm scared
I 'm tired
But thinking about the times I cared
I held you in my arms
That one day
So full of fear and despair
I never knew I give birth to you
While sitting upright in a chair
Driving down this road of loneliness
I think of how you will look
The moment I felt body escape me
I knew a part of my life was just born
The night seemed long tiring and hard
I didn't hear you breath
You didn't cry nor did you say good bye
I was hurting scared and in rage
I couldn't pick you up
All I could think of was ….why
Please God, Save my son's life
I kept telling God His your to raise
When we arrived at the hospital
You started to cry
I remember my mom wiping a tear from my eye
There was blood but yet there was life
Its amazing how every birth reflects the death of Christ
He gave His own so you could live
Now I'm truly thankful through my tears
I thank Him cause He allowed you to live
Lord help me I ask to raise my son
When he's not in my sight show him your there
Fear is so deep, but still through it all its your love I seek
Thank you letting me experience a birth that will add to your nation
For its through you my son will live and earn his salvation.
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