It’s a hard thing when a day of birth also becomes a day of loss.
Time on this planet does not define the depth of the reach of a life.
a big sister to see her baby brother
that never got to grow up in this world.
Who would you be?
Who would we be?
We will never know.
Maybe it’s better that way.
No one can know, but Life itself,
of which you are a part.
Sending a wave from my heart
to the place you are.
your imprint is in our hearts
Colton Tice Johnson