My Josiah

I wrote this in August, just days after Josiah went home to be with Jesus.

For Josiah David


His little fingers, his little toes,
those little ears and his little nose.
All so perfect and so small.
I can't believe he never took a breath at all.

My heart is broken and I cry.
I feel so empty and can only ask why.
He was so beautiful, yet we know,
God was ready and he had to go.

Holding him close, wishing time would slow
There is a reason, but why we don't know.
God is sovereign and He has control
Yet wonder and question, my mind does roll.

Forever on my mind, I will never forget
Always in my heart, I will never regret.
You came to us on this summer day,
Forever with King Jesus is where you'll stay.