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It is sadly true


I held him in my arms like the most expenscive porcelain,
Tainted his tears, as my arms cradle him,

I surrounded him in love, so precious,
Still to this day, I treasure him,

So many moments, gone astray,
And here that day it happed to him,
Deep in his sleep, drifting, dreaming of some thing new,
Lasting him forever, up in the clouds of blue,
Yet here I am yearning, to be back in the moment,
 
True it is, you are my thought for every day,
Relish in my life, because I hade you, before going away,
Undone is that pain, I once felt, replaced,
Experience of loss with pain, of my tiny little baby James.

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  • Fire-Fly
    November 10

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    This is very cleverly written - and with depth and feeling. A really good job.

    Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest.