Gathering Rubies

Mommy, please do not cry over me;

Take comfort in knowing that my soul is free.

I know it’s hard for you to understand

That I can’t walk by your side; nor hold your hand.

I can’t tell you that I know when you are near,

And I can’t show you how much I care.

I know you are worried, upset indeed.

Big sister before me is wonderful and fine.

I’m just existing and biding my time.

You prayed I was normal at first sight,

And soon you realized something wasn’t right.

You grieve over things I cannot do.

For I’m unable to learn things which are new.

Mommy, don’t cry when you think of me.

I am God’s child, an innocent babe.

I am pure, untarnished, and unafraid.

I don’t know how long I will be yours;

Or how long I can stay.

God has spared me one more day.

When I leave you mommy, you must be brave.

Remember that there is a place especially for me.

A place without sorrow or heartaches or pain.

A place where my losses shall be my gains.