My Son
My son, my pride and joy,
My son, my miracle child,
Zach, how I miss your smile, your laugh, your endless bear hugs,
My son, my best friend, I feel you with me always,
You are in the wind, the leaves, the sunset, you are my constant companion on my harley, riding the wind.
My son Zach, we are apart in physical sense, but I know you are with me in mind, body,spirit always, we watch the Purple Vikings play each sunday, you heal me celebrate their win...
My son Zach, did you love that crazy ride I took with you in that jazzy sports car? YOUR mom really knows how to have crazy fun...
My beloved, son Zach, my heart aches, please feel my loving, motherly, touch around your neck, as I hold you forever in my arms, as I did, that cold February day, when I met you and laid your beautiful, small, body against my chest, and looked into your beautiful newborn eyes, for it was then, that we bonded for life.
MY BELOVED baby boy, Zach I love you with every being in my soul, You are up there watching over me, drying all my tears, for I weep for your abscences, but you are always my baby boy, Zachary..
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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