Never Forget

29 weeks

A year ago today the parents had sad news, a little life had stopped, it was over,
their hearts breaking, never once realising a year later, they would be blessed with carrying me, sproutling, at 29 weeks.
They will never forget what was once, but will always be grateful, believing my time wasn't then, but it is now,
they say good things come to those that wait, well its been a long wait, painful, but they are here now, looking forward to the next stage of our moment in time.