A poem upon the death of a baby

The lovely Robyna May of “Chasing His Sunshine” shared her son Xavier’s funeral service, and this poem in particular touched me. I reprint it here in memory of all the babies gone too soon.

Do not judge a biography by it’s length,

Nor by the number of pages in it.

Judge it by the richness of it’s contents

Sometimes those unfinished are among the most poignant…

Do not judge a song by it’s duration

Nor by the number of it’s notes

Judge it by the way it touches and lifts the soul

Sometimes those unfinished are among the most beautiful…

And when something has enriched your life

And when it’s melody lingers on in your heart

Is it unfinished?

Or is it endless?

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