I’ll Hold You Always

I’ll hold you always

In the small space between my busy thoughts 

There still remains an unspoken emptiness

And aching void 

I’ve reluctantly learned to embrace

I’ll hold you always 

When I feel your baby brother’s china cheeks 

There are yours 

And when I savor your sister’s chocolate eyes

There are yours, too

When your dadda’s long fingers 

Intertwine with mine

Yours are there

You are forever a part of us 

I’ll hold you always 

My heart is your grave

For now you’ll rest here 

Some recklessly trample these sacred grounds

Naive to their precious contents 

I am a living memoir of your love 

I’ll hold you always, almost forever

A breath held in suspense 

Waiting, waiting 

For broken things to be made 

Better than right 

For faith to be made sight 

Til the exhale releases 

And all these crushed pieces 

Find their way into a mysterious 

magnificent mosaic 

And the pain of each broken dream 

Set in its place of purpose 

By the Author and Artist

Himself 

I’ll hold you almost always 

Here in my broken heart 

But forever in my arms