My Hearts Cry

The sun was shining on that cool and beautiful day. It was almost time to go to the church Christmas play As I was dressing the pain began to start I knew something was wrong I felt it in my heart. “God please protect this baby,” was my hearts only cry. I continued to get dressed though tears filled up my eyes. The pain went away so to the play we went. There my new friends we would meet and we went and found the perfect seats. The play was going great and it started to get late. As I sat there mesmerized the pain again I felt inside. Out I went to take a break but it was almost to late. To the hospital I did go because my friend and husband told me so. My pain grew more intense as my life hung in the balance. I screamed with every pain my weakened body was drained. The doctor said to me, “To surgery you must go, the small life in you is gone, but you must be strong. Every minute that we wait adds defeat to your fate. This surgery we must do to save the precious life of you.” My heart began to cry as I asked myself ”Why”! This little life so sweet now I shall never meet. The pain I felt inside made me start to cry. Then in my room appeared three people that were dear. To comfort me this night my life to help me fight. Only they would know my fate for they were sent from Heavens gates. “All is well” the first did say. The second said, “Don’t be afraid.” Not a word did the third one say. All he did was stand and pray. The peace I felt was so intense, I knew it must be Heaven sent. The light I saw was bright and warm. The peace I felt my heart adored. “Its not your time.” The first did day “With your family you must stay, all is well in your life, you’ll see, one day soon you will meet your King.” “Know this my child on this blessed day your wonderful life our God did save.” “So many questions cross your mind.” “I pray God gives you peace in this time.” “Only God knows why He answered not your cry. Understand not don’t even try.” “Soon the pain in your heart will end.” “Then the healing will begin” “To end this poem in a special way, remember this I once more will say, God saved your life This blessed day.” ©January, 1998