I feel your absence acutely,
In every long, lonely day
Each morning as I wake
And each night when I pray
I sit in the shade, but my eyes
Search the sunny field
My ears listen closely
Waiting for your sweet laugh to be revealed
Would you be smart and strong,
Gentle and kind like my love?
or creative and vulnerable
Your mind always farther out and above?
Would you be glad for the life
Which I would be able to give?
Would you take life for granted,
Or would you bless each day you live?
I love you, already, though I am
So afraid of this world
And what it can do to a young boy
Or young girl
If I were to choose to see you,
Would the world be a better place?
Would the things that vex me now seem small,
Once I’ve seen your wonderful face?
God knows far, far better than I
What role we have in this world to play
It’s up to him, to decide when you come to be
Be it in the far future, or not any day.
For the moment, I hold you close
Keep you ever here within me.
You, my child, my baby, who is not yet
But still may be.
Lynda Remus
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-you-who-are-not-yet-but-still-may-be/
