Little Snowdrop

Author unknown

The world may never noticeIf a Snowdrop doesn’t bloom,Or even pause to wonderIf the petals fall too soon.But every life that ever forms,Or ever comes to be,Touches the world in some small wayFor all eternity.The little one we long forWas swiftly here and gone.But the love that was then plantedIs a light that still shines on.And though our arms are empty,Our hearts know what to do.Every beating of our heartsSays that we love you.