Ava Marie/Ava Joy Poem by Bree Z Love

I loved you, before I held you.
Before, I was able to hear your voice.
Before, I was able to comfort you to sleep.

I love you; though I'll never get to hold you.
Yet,I will speak to you in the night; to summon rejoice.
Nevertheless, I will find you within the Comforters arms; you're one of his dearest sheep.

I loved you, before I was able to hold you.
But, your spirit sings to me, to mimic a voice.
Forever more, you'll be with me.
In the heavens, we will meet.