Hope - by Stephanie Husted

Running...through my life so grand

No need to stop

Or understand

God is good...life goes well

No need to stop

Until I fell.

And when my life

Came crashing down

Like puzzle pieces

On the ground.

I didn't want

To stop and pray

Or listen to others

That said, "it's okay".

A pat on the back

We're praying for you

We know of the pain

That your going through.

But do you, I wonder?
As I stop and sigh

Do you imagine each day

That your child may die?

Just live for the moment

I say, with a smile

But inside I'm thinking

I'm tired of this trial.

You see tired eyes

And nails unfiled

But I see a mother

Who just wants her child.

Too many angels

Too many tears

Too many memories

That add to my fears.

I've sent many cards

Of caring concern

To parent's now grieving

Lord, help me discern.

Is this your plan?
Can it really be?
Is this your way

To make us all see?

It's not fair! It's not fair!
I just can't stop thinking

With my head above water

I feel myself sinking.

I try to imagine

Not hearing her giggles

Not seeing her smile

Or watching her wiggles.

Is it so very wrong...
That I feel this way?
That I let fear creep in

And steal hope for today?

Should I dream for tomorrow?
Dare I even believe?
That things will be fine

That I'll never grieve.

But what is life

If hope's not a part?
And what is hope?
But a dream in your heart.

I'll hope...believe

I'll dream and pray

For one thing is certain

And that is, "today".

~Stephanie Husted