I was angry because I felt like God treated you…

I was angry
because I felt like God
treated you
as if you were a new car that
turned out to be a lemon,
so he took you away to give us
one that wasn’t broken.
I will love a thousand
grandchildren,
but I will always want my broken baby.

Summary
A person expresses anger and sorrow over losing a child, comparing the loss to a broken car.
Insight
Grief can coexist with love for those we have lost.
Style
Front Art
A close-up of a person holding their stomach, wearing a pink shirt, with text overlay.
Visual Style
Mixed Media
Orientation
Landscape