Empty Arms

I saw your little hand. And I dreamt of us, Building castles in the sand. I saw your little feet, And I knew our strong love, I could always keep. I saw your little nose. And it wasn't you I thought I could lose. I saw your little lips. And pretty soon I knew I'd have to come to grips. I held you in my arms. You filled them once, like a bed full of charms. And even though they are empty now, I still love you the only way I know how. That little angle you are; Momma can still feel you from afar. Filling my heart, Regardless of my empty arms. In Memory of my baby cousin, Jailyn Elizabeth