Remembered

Can a woman forget her nursing child,
     or show no compassion for the child of her womb?
Even these may forget,
     yet I will not forget you.

     — Isaiah 49:15

I know you.
I know you by name.
I know you fully, deeply, intimately. 

I was there the moment you took your first breath.
I saw your first smile.
I was with you the first time you were afraid.
I was with you the first time you felt joy. 

I have been with you as you have celebrated
and as you have mourned.

I have been with you as you have worked
and as you have played. 

I have been with you as you have struggled,
as you have failed,
and as you have succeeded.

I have been with you as you have felt loved,
and I have been with you as you have felt alone.

I have been with you
every moment of your life.

I made you.
You are mine.
I cherish you.
I treasure you.
I adore you.
You are my Dear One.
You are my Beloved.

The grass will wither,
the flowers will fade,
but my love for you will never change or grow dim.
I have loved you always,
and I will love you forever. 

I know you by name;
I will not forget you.
You are my child.
You are safely held,
now and forever,
in my heart.

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