Monday, September 14, 2009

A Baby Lost Momma's Daydream

Oh my child, I wish that I
could know what happens in the sky,
could grab onto the bluebird's tail
and up to Heaven's Gate could sail,
to visit you; to see your face
to know you're happy in that place.
Oh sweet baby girl of mine,
I wish to you that I could climb.
I'd jump through wisps of clouds and rain,
to hold you close just once again.
I wish that I could see you run,
and smile and play and just have fun,
doing all the things little ones do,
things cancer and chemo stole from you.
If I could see you were okay,
I swear to you, I wouldn't stay.
Mommy promises, I'd let you go,
returning to my life on earth below.
Oh, if I could float for one quick view,
of the angels up there that surround you;
I'd thank them for giving you such care,
in that sweet other world up there.
But alas, gravity keeps me down here,
in this place where joy mixes with fear
I have no way but Faith to know,
that up to Heaven you did go.
Just know my heart for you still beats
as I journey along these mortal streets.
When you see my face and hear me sigh,
it's you, I'm picturing in the sky.
~Kristin Binder


  1. I love this poem. It is so thought provoking and eloquent. Thank you for posting it.

  2. Wow, this poem is absolutely beautiful. I know it comes from a broken broken heart.

    "I have no way but Faith to know,
    that up to Heaven you did go."

    So true, to take Him for His Word that our babies are in Heaven.

    Thank you for sharing this.

  3. This poem is absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

  4. I wish all these things too...for me and for you and all the mothers who have lost.

  5. Love the poem. Thank you so much for sharing.

  6. What a sweet poem, I wish we could all have a days pass to Heaven as well, just once, to see our sweet angels one more time. Thank you for posting this.

  7. What a beautiful poem. Sending you a huge, huge, hug. I am quite sure that poem was a release but also a burden of pain as you wrote it. Keep moving forward, push past the pain, you will get there.

  8. I'm convinced that our little ones are closer than we know....every moment...It's like having personal angels. we thought we were the ones looking out for them when we held them so close to our hearts...but really...they are looking out for us, and always will be.

    Thank you for your heart felt poem....beautiful. What a loving mother you are.

  9. Just one glimpse of Heaven....