Empty Arms

Cursing my disillusionment Why did I imagine it could be any other way that I could have been content, dreams that’s all it was.

Mothers arms were never meant to be empty
I look up at the clouds, tears filling my eyes

Searching the skies trying to find my Naletsana
The brightest star I search for Finding it the first tear rolls down my cheek

Memories flood back of our short time together
Love totally encasing my heart as I look at that star

I know you are there my angel, I will never forget
I just can’t come to accept as I look that you are so far

I would have cuddled and loved you kept you safe
Within my arms holding you in a tight embrace
I will search these skies for you each night

But just for now have to leave you in Heaven’s guiding light
Sleep well my baby one day my arms, my heart will be full again

As I join you and give you all that was meant to be
To my baby girl on her 6th death anniversary…
Loving you still

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