Why did my little girl have to die she wasn’t even born,
All I ever do is cry my heart is ripped and torn.
Is God trying to punish me for something that I did,
I don’t live in reality and I keep my feelings hid.
I won’t forget what I lost a year ago in May,
I’ll never hear the words from her “Mommy, can we play?”
I think about what might’ve been if she was here today,
And then I know she’s gone forever and in Gods arms she’ll stay.
People ask if I’m okay but I can’t think that far,
I love you baby and don’t forget that you’re my shining star.
For Lanie Jade Rosenberry: Love always, Mommy
