Memories of You, Dustin

Today, I awoke with memories of you,
our days were too short,
our memories, far too few.

Every season which passes,
each anniversary of that day,
I look up to Our Father,
and I begin to pray.

O, Father in Heaven,
hold my baby close;
And give my child the love,
which he needs the most.

Allow Dustin to look down
and see me here below;
May all the love I bear,
be his to know.

I realize that with You, Father,
Dustin is even more blessed;
But, it's difficult, you see,
as I do my very best.

To live each day,
without him in my view,
but I know my son is happier,
up in Heaven, with You.

Take Dustin by the hand, Dear Lord,
and give to him a flower.
And tell him that I still cherish and love,
and I am happy that he was my son.

I borrowed my dear one from You, for just awhile,
savoring each moment I had;
He is safe now, away from every harm,
and we are ever so glad.

Touch my heart, Father,
and mend all the broken pieces.
And may the love I hold for Dustin
extend to others, as it reaches,

Out to the hurting,
those who are grieving and in the same pain,
and may they all feel Your mighty embrace,
as they remember once again.

May I linger safely until I, too,
cross upon the Golden Strand,
and there to greet me on one side will
be My Sweet Jesus,
and on the other, my precious son Dustin,
with an outstretched hand.

(c) 2001 Sandra Lewis Pringle
All Rights Reserved
edited by Melanie, Dustin's Mom with permission.