Thursday, April 30, 2015

My Heart, My Joy, My Beautiful Child by Joey Kincheloe


My Heart, My Joy, My Beautiful Child
Joey Kincheloe

Youre the little one that snuck into my heart,
A lump of pink flesh - the most beautiful art.
A smile and the touch of your wispy soft breath,
Shook my world, broke my pride, humbled me inside.
 
            Cant explain what I feel when I look in your eyes
            but Ill hold you, adore you, till the day that I die -
            my heart, my joy, my beautiful child.
 
Youre the light of my life and youre only five,
And it shames me to know how Ive made you cry.
Youre a light in the dark that too few get to see,
Can I share you and hide you, protect - let you be?
 
            Cant explain all this fear that Im feeling inside,
            but Ill hold you, adore you, till the day that I die -
            my heart, my joy, my beautiful child.
 
Seventeen and the years have gone by too fast,
You were in pigtails and jumpers when I looked at you last.
Our years havent been the storybook we had hoped,
And the clash of our wills have never quite stopped.
 
            Cant explain the failure I feel when we fight,
            but Ill hold you, adore you, till the day that I die -
            my heart, my joy, my beautiful child.
 
No longer home, and youve lived your own life,
and the world has been better as youve shone your light.
These are the last days we will share on this earth,
and a thousand books couldnt express all your worth.
 
            Cant explain what youve meant, what youve brought to my life,
            Could you hold me, adore me, till the day that I die -
            My heart, my joy, my beautiful child.
 
Im gone from this world and it hurts you inside,
I know there are days when you breakdown and cry.
And I know there is more that you wanted to say,
you regret how we left things in the hard days.
I cant take away all those things that you feel,
but I can say my love for you is absolute - real.
 
- - -
 
Dont forget the man that broke the grip of the grave,
Youre not alone, without hope, He holds your heart - He saves.
 
            Cant explain His great love - except that He died,
            and Hell love you, adore you, till the day that you die.
            My heart. My joy. My beautiful child.

 

            Last week, as a congregation, we focused on the joy and the responsibility that comes with new life as we prayed God’s blessing upon our new babies. This week we focus on the joy and even the pain of seeing our graduating seniors move on to the next stage in their lives. No matter where you are in your family’s journey, let them know that they are loved. Make sure they know that they will forever be loved.