by Susan Shea

Before he formed the baby
in the womb, He knew her

He set her apart

it is no wonder that she
screams and cries
wide-mouthed
from the depths of her
speechless soul

unable to tell us how she
misses Him 

she looks to us to hold
her beating heart and

when she learns 
to speak to hear us 
we will be the ones to
remind her of His 
touch and hold upon
the only world we
know

for now

until we meet
again

Susan Shea is a poet, and a retired school psychologist who worked with middle school students who struggled with emotional, learning, and physical challenges. Although she grew up in New York City, Susan spent most of her life in a suburb of New York. She currently lives in a forest in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania with her husband, who is a semi-retired drug and alcohol counselor, and their cats.