Brother

How many

Babies

Of mine 

Are in heaven

Waiting with

Big brother 

For their turn

To be guided

Down?

Are they sharing

stories 

Of 

Mommy

And daddy?

Do their laughs

And giggles

Echo through

The halls of 

Heaven?

With the sound

Of tiny

footsteps

pattering

 on

White marble

Floors?

Are they watching,

And waiting,

For us to 

Be ready?

Counting our

Tears,

And planning 

Our blessings?