As I Love You Through the Glass

This was a poem I found somewhere online when the twins were in the NICU. Maybe it will be a source of comfort for someone you know or yourself going through the NICU experience. It kind of sums it up just in the title alone.

AS I LOVE YOU THROUGH THE GLASS

As I love you through the glass

a tiny hand sweeps across the blanket

reaching out to me.

You lie there in the stillness

of your slumber clinging to life;

I reach inside to touch you

and you stir slightly;

I feel a tiny breath like a feather

caress my fingers

as I love you through the glass.

One eye opens

easily staring into mine;

Can you see me?

Can you feel my presence

as I love you through the glass?

I ache to hold you;

I await the moment

when you peacefully rest in my loving arms.

A silent tear rolls down my face;

I slowly turn to walk away

only to glance back one more time

as I love you through the glass.

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