The Long Wait Poem by Edwina Reizer

I had the nursery all prepared
for the one I waited for.
Pink or blue, it mattered not.
The rocker sat on the floor.
I practiced rocking to and fro
and singing a lullaby.
I had no clue I’d come home alone
because my babe would die.

I gathered strength from my husband
who helped me dry my tears.
I didn’t even think of how he felt.
Selfish was I with my fears.
“Would God send me another one,
could I keep the nursery intact? ”
Two months later I was pregnant again
and frightened on every day.
The nine months passed slowly
and my due date seemed miles away.

But joy, joy I had a boy
that was perfect in my sight.
And as I rocked and sang to him
on every passing night,
I knew God had a plan for me
to understand when you patiently wait
whatever it is you pray for
will come at a future date.