While I’ve been working hard on expressing my innermost feelings through writing this blog, my husband has been diligently sitting quietly with his ears filled with music writing. I thought he was simply keeping a journal, instead, he was writing a poem for our son.
He wanted me to share it with you.
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We prayed for strength and courage at the Kotel and Mount Zion,
Leaving notes as maps of hope leading to our little lion.
Monumental was the day we were blessed with this surprise,
Unmistakable the joy and love emblazoned in our eyes.
Along this journey we would stumble but never fall,
Your healthy heartbeat a beacon of hope to all.
I watched your little hand wave hello or maybe it was goodbye,
Eagerly embraced by happiness I would always cry.
Your Mother’s beauty radiates like rays of sunshine,
Playfully peaking around leaves to see this treasure of mine.
Her colossal courage and sacrifices you will never know,
The greatest Mother I could ever want for our Little Leo.
You grew from enduring love and hope to flesh and bone,
My thoughts now tormented by myriads of memories never known.
Perpetually I have cried an ominous river of tears,
Unbridled my anger flows along with my fears.
I feel hopelessly lost in a labyrinth of despair,
Guided only by the pain of knowing that this isn’t fair.
As parents we have so much love to give,
The King in our jungle of memories you will forever live.
Little Leo we will never feel your tranquil touch,
You are eternally etched in our hearts, we love you so much.