Each September, Taylor’s birthday rolls around on the 21st. So I usually start reflecting on her life a few weeks beforehand. I wrote this poem several years back and today, hopefully it serves as a reminder to you to… live in the moment,
With complete trust in God.
One simple September day, you were born.
It wasn’t easy, but we made it through.
As I peered at your face, my heart was torn;
Already the world had been harsh to you.
You started to breathe, to eat and to blink;
You started sighing and cooing.
My heart and mind began to think
About all the wonderful things we’d be doing.
I would teach you to play the piano and to sing;
I would teach you about Jesus’ love.
Your ABC’s and 123’s, you’d know each little thing;
You’d learn to be a gentle sweet dove.
I didn’t know that in six short years,
You wouldn’t be able to talk.
I didn’t realize there were many more fears;
Because of MPS, you’d fail to walk.
Yes, that wonderful day on which you arrived,
I pondered and dreamed of the things to come.
Maybe what I hadn’t realized…
What mattered at that point was day one.
So now as I sit and try to comprehend
Just why did God give you to me?
I finally believe I might understand
God sent YOU to teach me.