Missy and I we reminded of our loss as we sat and watched twins eat their lunch a Sunday or so ago. Our boys would have been just a little younger. It brought to mind this poem I wrote shortly after our hospital stay, after the birth ( at home) and passing of our twin boys, Jack and Jake.

One Blue Tear Drop

All the hope you can find

Inside yourself and passed through your mind

Over the instinct of all you knew

Falling to pieces as it comes in view

No one smiles through such a threshold

Entering this door after they've been told

An act of mercy to all passers by

Not to be cheerful , not one joyful sigh

In a place where arrival is empty armed

Expecting to leave full of those never harmed

Heartache and tears that never will stop

Exit through the door painted with a blue tear drop........