My Loving Son's Poem by Lorene Erwin

My heart aches like frostbite from a

Wet, cold dark winter night

These two were like honey bees

and pollen, Where one would go

The other was sure to follow.

One was killed in a head on collision,

then the other just wanted to follow.

Nobody really knows how or why.

So sad, They had both just started

Their own beautiful lives.

My Loving Son's

Tears of pain just keep flowing like

The pouring rain in a thunderstorm.

no more I love you mom's

No phone calls

No visits, No hugs from

My Loving Son's

I know they both have wings

And halos of gold, and I know

They are smiling and are happy

Like a soft love song.

No pain, no hurt and together

This I do believe, I have to believe

So I to will meet them again one

Blessed day...But

Oh how I miss

My Loving Son's