A little poem I wrote up as the date of my second rainbows due date draws near.

Another rainbow babies day has past and I can’t hold you in my arms. Were you a boy or girl? Did you look like your father or mother. I hope your other rainbow brother or sister is up there with you, making you feel welcomed as you celebrate the day you were supposed to be born. Oh how my arms and heart hurt from neither of you here with us. I think everyday how both of your nurseries would have looked and how you would grow up. The joy on your father’s and other relatives faces as they gazed on you. The life lessons you would learn and the ones you would teach us along the way. I will love you ALWAYS with all my heart.