One Of My Own (Part 2) - Upon His Grave... Poem by Monte Harris

My Eyes Opened, I Was Bless To View Another Day
March 12, A Very Special And Also An Important Day
I Woke Up With This Thought, The One Thing On My Mind
The Thought Of This Tragedy Lingered, So I Reminisce To Pass Time
I Picked Out Some Flowers And I Was Almost There
Slowly Driving Into The Cemetery, His Grave Closely Near
There I Stood Before His Grave, With This Burden Upon My Chest
Decorated With Flowers, His Everlasting Place Of Rest
The Words On His Tombstone:
‘We Miss You So Much - Wish You Were Home”
I Couldn’t Refrain From Crying, As I Stood There All Alone
Their Were Nothing I Could Do But Stare, The Son I Have Lost
Praying For His Soul, Feeling Emptied As My Heart Was At A Pause
I Felt Like I Abandon Him, In A Place Without The Guide Of Me
Unaware Of What Happened, Afraid When God Chose His Destiny
Then I Shouted: ‘Please God Give Me Back My Son
He Was Only A Baby, His Life Has Yet To Begun
Please God, I Beg Of You, Give Him Life, Take Mine Instead’
He Was Deprived Of Life, Deprived Of A Future, As He Laid In His Bed
Then I Fell To My Knees With The Flowers Still In My Arms
Then I Felt The Hand Of A Little One, Upon My Right Arm
Then I Heard ‘Dad I’m Here’, There, My Son, Standing Before Me
Standing Three Feet Tall, A Younger Version Of Me
I Grabbed Him And Hugged Him Tight, Never Wanting To Let Him Go
Beautiful As The Day Of His Birth And The Day God Took His Soul
He Said He Is One Of God’s Children Now, And He’s Safe In Heaven
He Granted Me This Wish, For Him It Was Consider A Present
Constantly I Told Him I Love Him, Repeatedly He Told Me
I Told Him His Passing Still Has An Effect On Me And The Family
He Said He Didn’t Have Much Time, He Must Get Back To Heaven
And To Tell The Family He Love Them
All And He’ll See Them In Heaven
And To Tell His Brother And Sister, How He Miss Them So Dearly
And They Will Always Be In His Heart, He’ll Guide Them Spiritually
Then He Said His Time Was Up, He Wish That He Could Stay
I Had So Many Unanswered Questions,
So Many Things I Wanted To Say
I Kept It To Myself, Who Would Believe I Talked With My Son Today
I Watch Him Wave Good-Bye, As His Body Started To Faded Away
Then I Got In My Car And Drove A Short Distance From His Grave
I Turned And Look For The Last Time
I Didn’t Realize He Was So Brave
Then I Almost Forgot, Why I Came Here On This Special Day
Then I Smiled And Whispered, ‘I Love You Son, Happy Birthday’....