Originally Posted by TatersMomma

Okay, i was inspired by a picture that Alarandiia posted in another thread. I got to thinking about the bed being empty and something missing. My daughter walked into the room and I thought about the little girl she was named after. This is a short lil poem about the little girls life. Nothing major. But I had a good cry out of it, which is what I think I needed.

So young, so pure,
innocence lost
a gift from god
her heart and lungs so weak
how can something so perfect have everything stacked against her
angels and light
renewed hope at the age of four
free of tubes
freedom to run
now age seven
she's ready to go home
a blizzard engulfs her home
she is calm
a familar scene
her body weakens
she reassures her mother, father and brother
that she will be alright
she closes her eyes
for eternal slumber

in memory of Kalana Elyse 1990-1997
"Why take your organs to heaven, Lord knows we need them here"