Counting the Days
I find myself counting the minutes and days until I can see you again, I pray every night that
the lord would help me bring my tears to an end. I wish that you never would have had to
leave me, I thought that you would always be here fully and completely. I keep counting the
days until I can see your smile, my precious son, I haven’t seen you in such a while. I keep
counting the days until I can hold you and watch you look up at me with your pretty brown
eyes, sometimes I feel like just staying at home and watching my life pass me by. The world
is no fun without you here, I just wish that you were somehow near. I’m counting the days
until god decides to call me home, I sometimes wish it was now because I am so tired of
being alone. I’m missing you so much in so many different ways, until the day I can see you
again, my child, I am just counting the days.*
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