Post by lauren&k&p&a&j&b's mom on Mar 28, 2012 10:47:02 GMT -5
What kind of world is this
Where hello and goodbye can happen on the same day
Where a loved and longed-for child can die before his mother
Leaving endless time for emptiness
Remembering only hopes that shattered, plans that vanished
And dreams that didn’t come true?
Little clothes and toys
Once symbolic of the joy to come
Now too painful to look at
But impossible to throw away
They’re all I have left
Of my little son who couldn’t stay.
Remembering my sweet Paul on his second birthday.
Where hello and goodbye can happen on the same day
Where a loved and longed-for child can die before his mother
Leaving endless time for emptiness
Remembering only hopes that shattered, plans that vanished
And dreams that didn’t come true?
Little clothes and toys
Once symbolic of the joy to come
Now too painful to look at
But impossible to throw away
They’re all I have left
Of my little son who couldn’t stay.
Remembering my sweet Paul on his second birthday.
