My Dearest Son
I thought I would write this prayer, in hopes that you will see.
That I love and care for you. And want to hold you near!
But God took you away so very young, because he needed you.
Now I want to cradle you just like I use to do.
Now that your a little star,in the sky to brighten up the night,
I sit here and stare at you , and wish I could hold you tonight!
Now I'll miss watching you grow up, to see what you might have been.
A doctor or a lawyer, or just my little man.
Now, honey, don't you cry,and be mommys little man,
For one sweet day very soon, I'll be there and I'll
Get to hold you just like I used to do.
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