Between tear and sky

They call you a tiny twinkle somewhere deep in my eye
That blinks in that space found only between tear and sky
Your footsteps and laughter echo in my heart
And in my dreams you are always a part

In a moment of hope your marvellous life's beat began
With laughter and prayer and us holding God's hand
Then you slipped away quietly and I mourn your loss
My tears are silent and my emotions are tossed

My child, I did not hold you or hear your first breath
As you came into life it seems you fell into death
Yet I know that one day I will have the joy
Of hearing your voice and touching you, my girl or my boy!

That moment of meeting holds out such life
It means I can travel through this grief and inner strife
My pleading is silenced and joy wells again
Your name is written in His book - Amen. 

....  
For a dear friend who has more children than she can hug in the here and now. The prayers and hopes and dreams of a few sweet days are before the Throne, and Him who holds a small person until that day. 

"And there before me, I saw the Throne..." 
"He who promised, is called Faithful and True."
"For He so loved us..."
"For I have plans to give you hope and a future."