My Memory of You

September 6, 2008 at 12:17 am (Children, Family, God, Life) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

My Memory of You

Your handsome face,
that’s what I see.
Your perfect little body,
so beautiful to me.

I remember holding you close,
all wrapped in your blanket.
I didn’t want to put you down,
I couldn’t even think it.

You seemed so very fragile,
my tiny little man.
I was so afraid to kiss you
or hold your precious hand.

Lovingly I unwrapped you,
I counted your fingers and toes.
Just like I said before,
perfect….down to your nose.

So I lovingly covered you,
all snuggled and warm.
I hugged you to my heart
to keep you from harm.

But it was way too late
for all my loving care.
God had you in heaven
and all I had were tears.

I remember all the love I felt.
I remember just holding you there.
I remember feeling so numb
and thinking that life was so unfair.

Your handsome face
that’s what I see.
Your perfect little body
so beautiful to me.

written by Terri Stanifer
in memory of Franklin Thomas Stanifer

Psalm 139:13-16:

13For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.  14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.  15My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.  16Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them

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