Words To My Son

Laying you down in your casket was the hardest thing that I have ever had to do, you just 
don't realize how much I'm really missing you. I carried your casket from the funeral home 
to the car, knowing that inside was your precious body with no beat inside your heart. I wish 
everyday that things could have turned out differently, I hide my pain all the time, so that 
nobody can see. Your precious life isn't the one that should be over with, but no matter what, 
my dear, you will always be missed. I remember dressing you for that last time, I recall 
days when I would have put my life on the line. I just want and need you here to hold again, 
I wish that your life never would have came to an end.*
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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