On the day I
gave birth to you
Date: Wed, 09 May 2001
On the day I gave birth to you, I found
Myself feeling anxious because you seem to
Good to be true.
I would hold you in my arms and find you staring at me as I stared at you.
I somehow sense the moments we shared were
More precious than I would ever know.
I just felt as though your presence was more
Than a gift from God above.
Then the day came, I found you not just asleep. I try to bring you back, but it was not
meant to be.
I often wonder Why me God as we went to your
Grave to say our good-byes.
I have too few memories, Not enough time with
You, to show you the love and care I have.
A piece of my spirit died with you to never be regained. I cannot completely ever describe
the pain. I will go on without you,
As hard as it seems to be. It is been like walking through a thick fog trying to see and
find my way again.
The journey has been a long struggle.
I find it is similar to being in a bad storm
With the wind blowing hard and the rain pounding down, the night being so black and
So alone, but I hold my head up with hope in my heart, that I am not alone, As I realize
that when part of my spirit died, part of your spirit remained with me through all walks