Just a change of time

Once again, music has a way.

It's mystical but frequent.

This song makes my sorrow seem a little less heavy.

I lost my babies, but it's just a change of time.

I will see them at a different time, that's all.

It's just a change of time.

I will have children with me here on Earth.

It's just a change of time.

Time is fickle and meaningless.

Plans are out the window.

Because these things will happen in time. Not the time I planned, but these things will come to life.

Just a change of time.

Day by day, that's how I am living now. I do not know when or if I will get pregnant again. I don't know what my plans for work are when and if I deliver a baby. I do not know what I will name my children, I just want to see and hear their heartbeat first.

Time.

Oh how I've learned patience.

Just a change of time.

That gives me hope.

Thank you, Josh Ritter, for so wonderfully writing what I feel.

He seems to put my chaotic emotions into poetry.

And to my three musketeers - It's just a change of time. We will all be together.