The Day
In this poem I'm telling my youngest son how I felt on the days of his life R.I.P Raiden Saint Lee Taylor June 30,2008 - July 16,2008.
The day I saw you move around ,
Was a day I had always wanted.
The day you got to eat formula,
Was the day I cried from joy.
The day you opened your eyes,
Was the day my hopes went up,
And the day I said "I will always have faith that you a going to make it"
The day I got to hold your little hand,
Was one of the happiest days of my life .
The day I got to hold you,
Was the day my heart broke in two,
But that was the day your one dream had come true; to be held by your mommy.
Since that day my life hasn't been the same.
I know that I will never be able to hear,
A single laugh, a cry, or a word from you.
I will never get to see your adorable face again.
Baby boy I don't know how to live,
Live my life with out you.
I miss you so much.
Why did they have to take you ?
Why can't they just send you back to me?
My heart keeps breaking more and more each day,
Even thought I know your not suffering any more.
The days that pass and the days that are soon to pass,
Are becoming harder to live.
I want you to know I will always know I love you know matter what,
And that you will always be mama's little miracle.
Was a day I had always wanted.
The day you got to eat formula,
Was the day I cried from joy.
The day you opened your eyes,
Was the day my hopes went up,
And the day I said "I will always have faith that you a going to make it"
The day I got to hold your little hand,
Was one of the happiest days of my life .
The day I got to hold you,
Was the day my heart broke in two,
But that was the day your one dream had come true; to be held by your mommy.
Since that day my life hasn't been the same.
I know that I will never be able to hear,
A single laugh, a cry, or a word from you.
I will never get to see your adorable face again.
Baby boy I don't know how to live,
Live my life with out you.
I miss you so much.
Why did they have to take you ?
Why can't they just send you back to me?
My heart keeps breaking more and more each day,
Even thought I know your not suffering any more.
The days that pass and the days that are soon to pass,
Are becoming harder to live.
I want you to know I will always know I love you know matter what,
And that you will always be mama's little miracle.

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