A Box of Everything

"The question. If someone handed 'me' a box with everything in it that I had lost, what is the first thing, I would look for ?" I have lost a lot in my life so far. To tell the truth I have lost almost every person I love to death. I will mourn them all forever. It is said that time heals but I don't really agree with that. No amount of time will erase my grief. I suppose, I have lost jobs, friends, things along the way, but those seem insignificant to me. Although, I loved deeply each of my loved ones the loss of my baby is like a dagger that is still bleeding, an open wound that will never heal. I held my baby but once, one little breath, then, she was gone, I tell myself my baby girl was too beautiful for this world. the snow is falling a grave under the pure white ~ a stone angel weeps So, if someone offered me a box of everything lost, I would reach in and pull out a perfect, healthy baby girl. And I would raise this girl with all my love. But, of course this is but a poem, a thought and the reality is that my baby is gone from this world. I hope God cradles my girl sometimes, I know God is very busy, but please, God. it is a long path past trees to a place of tears ~ blue flowers growing