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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required dear Mother Part II I did not feel your hand anymore, when I talked to you in my special language. It happened one day in the Spring. How do I know? The perfume of the flowers penetrated your skin as you walked to that Hospital - Hospital that's what they called it. I will never understand. Isn't a Hospital a place where they take care of the sick and try to save lives? With force I grabbed myselfe to you. Couldn't you feel my hands grabbing your insides? I didn't want to leave you, I loved you so much. I wanted to cry out a thousand times, how much I loved you. I could feel your heart beating in a different way. Your blood was running through your veins more rapidly. I tried to kiss you and tell you goodbye, but I never had a chance. I felt I was choking. Little by little very brutally, they seperated me from you. I felt that nothing united us anymore. My eyes filled up with blood and I never saw your face. with a sigh that nobody understood - I left you forever. Now dear "Mother" I write to you from up here. I got here as fast as you rejected me, because GOD does not reject His children. I don't hold no grudges. I know that you loved me. It was that evil man that changed you. That criminal that took advantage of you and killed me. I don't write to recriminate you. I write to tell you, I love you. I hope that one day you will be able to see me and know me, than I will be able to tell you what I could not tell you then, because I was forced to keep silent. Something else: I spoke to GOD. He told me to tell you that He too loves you very much, that He waits for you with open arms. Now I have to say goodbye. lots of love and lots of kisses, your son... 08/19/2013 Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo Note: I hope you have enjoyed this poem. Please say a little prayer, or light a candle for for all the little Angels that never made it here on Earth, but are somewher up above looking down on us.....
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