Georgia

we pulled the antique shoebox out without memory until we opened it tiny bits of fluff in the form of a teeny jacket trimmed with ribbon an embroidered lamb no lock of hair photos of a baby who lived but a day we understood this angel had a short time to be with us we carried her around and sang to her we gave her all the love we could in those thirty-nine hours we prayed over her with intensity but God had another plan for Georgia Loaning her to us for but a short time possibly so we could understand that life is precious