The Sibling I Have Yet To Gain

This is a poem I wrote earlier this year. My parents found out a year or two ago that they are unable to medically have any more children. But we are believing by faith, that if it's God's will for us to have more children in our family, He will work a miracle. This poem was written to "the sibling I have yet to gain".

The Sibling I Have Yet To Gain

                 I think about you often, even though we’ve never met.

 

I don’t know your name, what you look like, not even your gender, shape, or size.

I think about all fun things we could do playing dolls, trucks and games. 

I think about the tears and the laughter we would share.

I would teach you what is right and correct you lovingly when you are wrong.

I would teach you how to braid your hair or how to throw a ball.

It’s weird, I’ve never met you, yet I already feel I have.

I long to look into your curious eyes, to tell you how precious you are in His eyes.

But God’s plan is very different than mine. And although I want to meet you and hold you in my arms, I will wait for His perfect timing, to deliver you into our care.

So as I continue dreaming of meeting you face to face, you will, until that day, remain the sibling I have yet to gain.