My brother and his wife suffered another devastating miscarriage of a baby girl whom they named Analyn Rose. I felt the need to write a memorial poem to offer them some comfort.
Analyn Rose
Her heartbeat echoes in my mind,
The sound of life within.
Our family's hope and joy combined,
A new life to begin.
The sound of life within.
Our family's hope and joy combined,
A new life to begin.
But when her heartbeat disappeared
And silence filled the room,
The devastation we most feared,
Was stillness in the womb.
And silence filled the room,
The devastation we most feared,
Was stillness in the womb.
We may not know the reason why
The Lord has called her home.
But though we have to say goodbye,
We know she's not alone.
The Lord has called her home.
But though we have to say goodbye,
We know she's not alone.
For she will join her brother Montee,
'Til our lives come to a close.
And reunite our heav'nly family
With our sweet girl Analyn Rose.
'Til our lives come to a close.
And reunite our heav'nly family
With our sweet girl Analyn Rose.
