In my arms they laid him down
He was so precious it was
impossible to frown
Looking at him felt so
complete
It was time for him to eat
My heart overwhelmed with love
for my child
I had to gaze at him for a while
A good mother I was, or so I believed
I thought I would be since he was
conceived
Just one thing; I couldn't
provide
I had no funds to ensure he
thrived
With me, would he survive?
He was taken from me when he was
so young
my heart was shattered
I cried 'til I was numb
Everyday I screamed and cried
My broken heart I could not hide
I am pleased to see he grew up
fine
He didn't need me, but he was
meant to be mine
I missed him so much over the
years
All I have left are my tears
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