Reunited

I had one last night to pray over the little Duckling
and

as I rocked him in the brown rocker during those last couple of feedings 

before handing him over 

to his mommy this morning
I prayed for every aspect of his life
that I could think of.

Knowing full well,
the Father loves him more than I do -
more than his mommy and daddy does...

And I wondered what difference did we make?

He won't remember these past nights in the rocker.
He won't remember anything
of what we'll always remember.

 We gave him all our love
and all the tender care
God gave us to share.

Will our prayers follow him
and preserve him forever?

We'll sure miss the little man,

but

we are so excited

that he gets to go be with his mom.

May God go with you
and hold you in the palm of His hand,

you sweet baby boy!