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“Acceptance” was written as a result of the loss of an infant, who never left the hospital. It never arrived home, where a nursery had been lovingly prepared by their two loving, expectant, and overjoyed parents.
Whether accident, or illness, or military casualty, to have one’s child taken, by any means, is the most difficult tragedy of all to face. However, it seems so much harder to accept when it is an infant or small child, meaning also that the parents will be very young, and often, this is the first real tragedy of their lives that they’ve had to face.
While grieving for their child, God gave me this poem. I wrote it, in one sitting, while sitting in my van, early one morning, in our driveway.
For the first time, I couldn’t think of a title for a poem. I think it was because I was still in shock over the child’s death, and “Why?”
I struggled with the question of the title for several days. A few days later, Carol and I were staying on Cape Cod, a weekend getaway.
I still hadn’t come up with a title, even though I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
In the middle of the night, I was abruptly awakened … God spoke to me, clearly and plainly, and He only spoke one word: “Acceptance.”
It is the only time I have ever written a poem, in which the title is not included within the body of the work.
Richard.Vincent.Rose.
Whether accident, or illness, or military casualty, to have one’s child taken, by any means, is the most difficult tragedy of all to face. However, it seems so much harder to accept when it is an infant or small child, meaning also that the parents will be very young, and often, this is the first real tragedy of their lives that they’ve had to face.
While grieving for their child, God gave me this poem. I wrote it, in one sitting, while sitting in my van, early one morning, in our driveway.
For the first time, I couldn’t think of a title for a poem. I think it was because I was still in shock over the child’s death, and “Why?”
I struggled with the question of the title for several days. A few days later, Carol and I were staying on Cape Cod, a weekend getaway.
I still hadn’t come up with a title, even though I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
In the middle of the night, I was abruptly awakened … God spoke to me, clearly and plainly, and He only spoke one word: “Acceptance.”
It is the only time I have ever written a poem, in which the title is not included within the body of the work.
Richard.Vincent.Rose.
ACCEPTANCE
Even though I never knew you
I won’t forget you
Even though I never knew you
I loved you
Even though I never knew you
I’ll miss you
Even though you left so soon
I won’t forget that you were here
Even though you are gone
I’ll still hold you near
All at once you were our little girl
All at once you became Heaven’s pearl
Did the angels create such a fuss
That you would have to suddenly leave us?
To go, help prepare a place
Tidy up a bit
To help make ready a place
Where so much love could fit
As my loving parents
You went before
But now, as your loving child
I’ve gone ahead to stand at Heaven’s door
For, I have gone to prepare a place
In the very presence of God’s grace
Now, I wait for you to join me
The first glimpse of you I am waiting to see
How big? How tall?
The color of your hair-
Will you have any hair at all?
I don’t care how you look
It doesn’t matter you see
For I love you
And want to spend all my time with thee
I’ll have so much to show you
There’ll be so much to learn
But, I’ll place you under my wing
And, in just a moment
You’ll know everything
The answers to questions
You’ve always had
How life can sometimes be so sad
How something called life
Can even contain death
And, Why? Why? Why?
Elizabeth?
Some answers you will only learn here
That is why this place
You should hold so dear
To get here-to see me
Should be your career
To get here, on your list, should be first
Believe me, there are places worse
For it is here that I stand waiting for you
My cheeks are still chubby, my eyes are still blue
The only thing missing is both of you
You must accept that the reason I’m here
You may never know
But somehow, not knowing
Will-it must!-make your faith grow
For faith is believing in what you can’t see
Even if what you can’t see…is me
So, hold to your faith
And accept what must be
And believe that one day
Once again, you’ll be holding me
Richard.Vincent.Rose.
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