The Lost Son Poem by Michelle Hyde
The Lost Son
I watched you grow,
My sweet little boy,
And now I know,
That your life is not a toy.
I have seen many tears,
Fall from your eyes,
I realize my worst fears,
As I watch you die.
I place you under the world deep,
Living with you gone,
I will never sleep,
And I will never go on.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/1/2024 10:39:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
if this is true...and I can never tell...you are not alone...I too lost a son and have sleepless nights.....this was very touching to me either way....thanks Vallerie