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