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My Little Boy Lost by Katherine Huffman Hello? My son, are you here? I can't see you, I can't find you, why aren't you near? As I walk the streets in search of you, I feel a pull, a tug, not sure what to do. I passed the park as I looked for my boy, Even passed our play spot, but in my sight, not even a toy. After everywhere I thought that I could go, There was one place, but it can't be right, this is all I know. Hello? My son, are you here? I can't see you, can't find you, Why can't I feel you near? This evening begins as I lay to rest my head, There are some things I'm unsure of, Like making your tiny bed. Oh God, whats happening, haven't I counted your toes? What about cradling your head or kissing your little nose? What are these things I am unsure of, have I even done? Where are you, where are you my precious son? Mommy lays here, in tears, her face on something cold. Where are you my son, it's you I need to hold. I've searched all day, it's turning into night, I'm tired, I'm lost, but I still won't give up this fight. My eyes start to close, slumber is far too near If I fall asleep, I may miss seeing you my dear. Next thing I know, as I wake to the sun. Wondering what it is, what has been done? As I sit, my eyes focus, I start to look around. Then, for some reason, they are drawn to the ground. As I look, I see what has become, This can't be, what's happening, where am I my son? That cold my face last night laid upon, Was a marker, with your name, Of your body my little one. Those things I wasn't sure if I'd ever done, Were but the memories, I'd hoped to make with you my son. You were here, I know you were here My beautiful, precious son. You were in mommies arms, such a little one. As though it were as simple as reading a book, I start to realize These tangled webs have become unhooked. That tug, that pull that led your mommy here, It was your spirit, it was your soul, It was your heart my little dear. Here you were, here you were, Right with me, so very near. My little boy, my son, Mommies little one was here. You see? You led me where I needed to go. For it was well past the time, To accept this I know. I feel a tug, I feel a pull. I feel like I need to hurry, Like I have to go. There is someone I remember, I need to get to I know. He's a small one, a little boy. He's your brother, my son, He's pulling, he's tugging, Needing mommy my little one. I have to leave, I have to go, To find my baby, my son. Oh Thank You my boy, For bringing me here. For letting my mind begin to see clear. You showed me the way, I now see the light. I am so close, so near in this dark night. So here you are, here you are, With mommy, my baby is so very near. You are in my heart, my mind, And this little brother of yours, my dear. My little boy lost, my little boy lost, it's you I have found. You were there with me, as I slept on that ground. Hello? My son, are you here? I can see you, mommy found you, In my arms I hold you so near. I've bathed you, I've clothed you, And cradled your head. I counted your toes, I bent in and kissed that little nose. As you fell asleep in your bed. Without him, Would these be memories we are making my dear? Without him would mommy, Be able to hold you so near? We have a little angel to watch over us for all nights. In spirit, with us, his soul, Our endless guiding light. He's your big brother, my son, my precious little one. He's right here, a part of you, Never again to be gone. My little boy lost, my little boy lost, It's you, I can see. I have to Thank You For guiding me!

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My Little Boy Lost

My Little Boy Lost by Katherine Huffman Hello? My son, are you here? I can't see you, I can't find you, why aren't you near? As I walk the streets in search of you, I feel a pull, a tug, not sure what to do. I passed the park as I looked for my boy, Even passed our play spot, but in my sight, not even a toy. After everywhere I thought that I could go, There was one place, but it can't be right, this is all I know. Hello? My son, are you here? I can't see you, can't find you, Why can't I feel you near? This evening begins as I lay to rest my head, There are some things I'm unsure of, Like making your tiny bed. Oh God, whats happening, haven't I counted your toes? What about cradling your head or kissing your little nose? What are these things I am unsure of, have I even done? Where are you, where are you my precious son? Mommy lays here, in tears, her face on something cold. Where are you my son, it's you I need to hold. I've searched all day, it's turning into night, I'm tired, I'm lost, but I still won't give up this fight. My eyes start to close, slumber is far too near If I fall asleep, I may miss seeing you my dear. Next thing I know, as I wake to the sun. Wondering what it is, what has been done? As I sit, my eyes focus, I start to look around. Then, for some reason, they are drawn to the ground. As I look, I see what has become, This can't be, what's happening, where am I my son? That cold my face last night laid upon, Was a marker, with your name, Of your body my little one. Those things I wasn't sure if I'd ever done, Were but the memories, I'd hoped to make with you my son. You were here, I know you were here My beautiful, precious son. You were in mommies arms, such a little one. As though it were as simple as reading a book, I start to realize These tangled webs have become unhooked. That tug, that pull that led your mommy here, It was your spirit, it was your soul, It was your heart my little dear. Here you were, here you were, Right with me, so very near. My little boy, my son, Mommies little one was here. You see? You led me where I needed to go. For it was well past the time, To accept this I know. I feel a tug, I feel a pull. I feel like I need to hurry, Like I have to go. There is someone I remember, I need to get to I know. He's a small one, a little boy. He's your brother, my son, He's pulling, he's tugging, Needing mommy my little one. I have to leave, I have to go, To find my baby, my son. Oh Thank You my boy, For bringing me here. For letting my mind begin to see clear. You showed me the way, I now see the light. I am so close, so near in this dark night. So here you are, here you are, With mommy, my baby is so very near. You are in my heart, my mind, And this little brother of yours, my dear. My little boy lost, my little boy lost, it's you I have found. You were there with me, as I slept on that ground. Hello? My son, are you here? I can see you, mommy found you, In my arms I hold you so near. I've bathed you, I've clothed you, And cradled your head. I counted your toes, I bent in and kissed that little nose. As you fell asleep in your bed. Without him, Would these be memories we are making my dear? Without him would mommy, Be able to hold you so near? We have a little angel to watch over us for all nights. In spirit, with us, his soul, Our endless guiding light. He's your big brother, my son, my precious little one. He's right here, a part of you, Never again to be gone. My little boy lost, my little boy lost, It's you, I can see. I have to Thank You For guiding me!

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