To My Precious Son in Heaven

As I stood there with your precious little hand

Wrapped around my finger so tightly,

I never dreamed this would happen.

Oh, how I cherish that moment,

For that is all I have to remember.

I was prepared to wipe those tears from your face.

I was anxious to see you crawl, walk, and run.

Instead, I stood by helplessly watching you

As you struggled with each breath.

Feeling sorrow with each procedure attempted.

Your sadness with the situation was obvious.

It was as if you knew the inevitable.

Still, through the operation, you clung to life.

Nevertheless, no man was going to keep

A little angel from God.

My hopes and dreams of our lives together are gone now.

The anticipation of holding you will never be fulfilled.

Now all my arms do is ache.

Ache to hold you close to me as if to never let go.

A day does not go by without a thought of you.

However, I feel secure because I know

God is holding you in his peaceful arms,

And that I have a little angel in heaven.

 

 

With all my love,

Your loving mother