Leathia Colleen Farine
I wrote this poem for Kolten, a child I never knew.
I pray for you his mother, I have been there too.
There are days that you think, will never ever end.
And you think your broken heart, soon will not mend.
Let me give you some advice, it gives me comfort still.
To know that I, gave my child, to God's greater will.
So put your faith and all your trust, in his gentle hands.
I know that it is hard, but He has a plan.
He wished for us greater things, than we can understand.