For only a short time

I knit you in your mothers womb,
you needed to be there,
it was only a short time
but you needed to be prepared.

I created you, intracately,
in the secret place,
your tiny frame not hidden from me
or your delicate face

I needed you to feel the warmth
the rhythm of her beat
the softness of her voice,
although you would not meet

I had a plan, you will one day see,
why I brought you home to me.

It’s only in your deepest pain
that you call unto me,
even if only to ask
“how could this be?”

My answer to you, is cant you see
I just want you to look to me

I didn’t mean to bring you harm
but bring you back to me,
to feel the fathers loving arm
and home where you should be

Although its hard to understand,
that leaving you with empty arms
could be part of a plan,
to reinforce my love
a love I’ve always had.

Written by Robyn Spring