For the parents of the unborn

When I heard your news I wept

I wept for every child unborn

for every promise that went unkept

for this deep loss that you still mourn

When I heard your news I cried

lifting my voice towards our Lord

not to find out why they died

but to make sure He’d got the report

When I heard the news, He already knew

and He bent down to comfort you

His love was large, His words were few

but I was at peace for He’d know what to do

An original poem by Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

'n Oorspronklike gedig deur Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

Marietjie Uys (Miekie) is a published author. You can buy my books here:
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