Dear Sweet Sinclaire

My dear sweet SinClaire,
I picture you as a her
Pink balloons and an extravagant first birthday cake
Flooded my mind each time I thought about you
While you were safe inside of my womb
I see you with full cheeks and high cheek bones
An ornery grin while getting into mischief
You having my small pointy lips
And your daddy's big warm brown eyes
Eye lashes for days, blocking out the sun's rays
A line of faded freckles, splattered upon your face
Satin like long brown hair with a bit of a curly wave
My tongue and short temper
While having your daddy's sweet inner soul
I picture you grabbing my finger with your whole hand
Guiding me through a world I've always known
But through a new set of innocent eye's
I’d simply rediscover it again
You would show me the beauty in everything small
The pure innocence that such a small being could only bring
I imagined your laugh and your cute teeth gap
Your only sister's best friend
Pig tails and cute pink nails
Mommy and Daddy's heart and pride
But God had different plans
The kind of plans we simply can't comprehend
Daddy and I have seen your signs
From License plates that left chills down our spines
to the visits you have made while we were asleep
We know you are alive
Somewhere, where pure peace exists
Where love never ceases to exist
Warm hugs from those that have passed on
I know that you are in good hands
It's a confliction you must understand
You are saved from this hell we call a world
But, I wanted you here in my arms
As I whispered in your ear while brushing your long brown hair
About how much you are truly loved , My sweet SinClaire
But, For now I will reach out to the sun, pretending it is your warm hand
I will feel you in each and every wind
I know your soul will come to visit time and time again
I know this will continue on until we meet again