poem on my shelf

[tess]

I have a poem on my shelf that I wrote not long after my m/c. When I wrote it, it made me cry. It was my release of pent up emotions and questions that I held inside because, in real life, I felt like I didn't have anyone to talk to about it; not because there was no one around to listen, but because not a week after my m/c my sister had to have a D&C. It was like my family thought her troubles were bigger than mine; like she had it "worse" than I did. I was even told, "You should talk to your sister. She needs you right now." .....um....whatever...

anyway -- here's the poem. I know I've shared it here before, but I thought sharing it again might help someone out there who may not have seen it yet (and to help jump-start this board).

How Far Away Is Heaven
by Tessie Mackey

How far away is Heaven?
Is it just around the bend?
Are you getting all the love,
that I so very often send?

Are you happy there in Heaven?
Do you run and jump and play?
Does God hold you on his lap
so you can hear me when I pray?

Can you see us all from Heaven?
Do you know your sister's face?
She may have more siblings later,
but they will never take your place.

How far away is Heaven?
You were too small and new
to make the journey all alone.
Did an Angel carry you?[/i]

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