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 Jonathon never owned
              a pair of shoes
              or a football
              or a bicycle
Jonathon never heard 
              a bird sing
              or a stream flow
              or his parents cry
Jonathon  never saw
               the crisp white snow
               or a golden sunrise
               or his fourth birthday
Jonathon’s world was
               four sterile white walls
Jonathon ‘s toys were
                medical machines
Jonathon  could 
                smile occasionally 
       Oh boy
             could smile

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 1/4/2011 6:29:00 AM
"brushing tears away" for Jonathon your words tell it "all" in this simple yet stunning poem, I am so sorry for this tradgey, anyone who has ever lost a child will be stirred by emotions with this write, as I have lost a child~~
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Date: 1/3/2011 5:18:00 PM
Thanks for sharing the caricature of Jonathon, Eamon. enjoyed it.
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