You, My Child Poem by Beth Webb

I am thinking of you as I walk through the green grass under the magnificent blue sky.
I am thinking of you as I silently stare out the window at the world around me.
I am thinking of you as I lie solemnly in my bed in the blackneww of night.
I am thinking of you as I cry myself to sleep and I see you in my dreams.
I am thinking of you as I look thoughtfully into the face of my beautiful husband and I know that he is thinking of you too.
I am thinking of you as I pray to God to forgive me for not thinking of you.