Boston Baby

I looked at Mommy and asked her,
"Why are people sad?"
Mommy never answered me
She just turned to Dad.

She asked him why her little boy
Had to die so young.
She put her hand on her neck
Around the beads I'd strung.
By then I knew what was wrong
And what made my daddy cry.
My death had broken Mommy's heart
And took the light from Daddy's eye.
I'll never again hug my mom
Or kiss Daddy goodbye.
I'll never run around again
Because I had to die.
I'll never see the sun again
Or wish upon a star.
I can't be Daddy's little man
Because I'll be too far.

I'll miss you Mom and Dad
But you don't have to cry.
I'm in a better place now,
I just wanted to say goodbye.

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My poem was inspired by the little boy that died in the Boston bombing. As soon as I heard about it, a rush of emotion hit me and I decided to put it on paper. Thus the title "Boston Baby." The Boston Marathon bombing will remain in our thoughts and prayers. RIP Martin Richard, the Boston baby.