Amy

And I have these thoughts that haunt me sometimes,
and well at times, I sit for just hours thinking about my life,
reminiscing on the 'good ole' days',
but recently, it cut me like a knife.
I was bleeding out emotions and I didn't know what to feel,
I felt so numb, but then it felt so real.
 
I was surprised at being surprised,
once a Christian you finally realize, the truth,
behind the secrets and lies,
and things like this finally jump out at you like a jack - in - the - box
but it's time to look up at the skies
and treat life, like a beautiful prize.
So valuable, so precious, as if you slip, it all tumbles and crashes.
Today can be your last,
in a moment, in an instant it can happen so fast.
 
I was surprised at the fact that I could have been killed..
in my mother's womb.
But Jesus saved me, gave me a chance to bloom.
I could have had a little sister,
but before she was born two months down the road after I was,
she had been stolen by the Thief in the night,
didn't even have a chance to scream or fight.
 
She didn't have a name yet so I call her, Amy.
Amy.. Amy.. Amy..
I've always thought about how beautiful of a name it was,
and uh, Amy?
We've never spoken but I kind of miss you.
To see that smile I long and dream to see for a while,
but I'm so glad you didn't have to feel the pain that I've been through,
but there's healing in those tears that just turned into scars.
 
I can't wait to meet you,
I've seen you once before,
in a dream, with your dark chocolate hair and your wide melon eyes,
running on the sea shore,
and meeting you is all I really ask for.
Farther in the dream you were about to speak,
but you disappeared in an instant,
and I awoke from the dream.
 
Even though we were born in two different worlds,
I was born in a war, you were born into a Kingdom.
I hope you look down from the Heaven's above,
with a crown on your head representing love.
But I'm still kind of left wondering!
How things would have been like if you were around,
but it's fine now, because you are safe and sound.
 
 To think I could have been aborted but,
look at me now, look at me now from what I use to be to who I am now.
Wow..
But God still isn't finished with you, or me,
so who ever is listening to this don't even think you were a mistake, 
take that back that's a lie from enemy.
Don't you dare think you've won because you've murdered my sister,
you know who you are.
Because she's up and above, beyond the clouds and stars,
withe the Creator, my Maker, and best of all, my Savior.
So my dear, Jesus, please !
Take care of Amy so that when I come meet you,
I will come meet her too.