What do the auroras look like from heaven, Little One ?
They must pale in comparison to the Light up there.
But maybe you’re looking down on their dancing green magic tonight and watching them just like I am.
You’re supposed to be in my arms tonight as I watch the sky. But you’re not.
Knowing you’re safe and happy up there is the saddest happiest thing I know.
As your Big Brother likes to say, Take care of God and Jesus.
And I hope They remember to tell you how much your mama loves you.
No comments:
Post a Comment