It's so beautiful when we see life anew,
The birth of someone,
The beginning of a new life,
The start of something good.

We get so caught up in beginnings we forget there is such a thing as an end.
Life is so beautiful and yet so strange sometimes.

You hold hands with a little one today
and tomorrow the outgrow your hands.

I guess what I'm trying to say is,
You hold onto warmth today and tomorrow they may be cold.
I just wish death never existed,
so mother's wouldn't have to weep the loss of their young ones....
because nothing could compare to the ache that accompanies that.

I pray we all end this year with our hands wrapped in warmth and may we never have to know what it feels like, when warmth turns cold.
© Amanah Saiis