It is hard for me to believe that I have made it without you. The years have gone by so fast. And yet I still feel like it happened only yesterday. I can still feel the weight of you in my arms and the warmth of your body against me. I know you know I love you. I just wish I would have had the chance to tell you before you had to go. It breaks my heart that you were so close to being born but I couldn't save you. I felt you move and I now know that were trying to make it. If only I knew. I wanted you so bad and I trusted them to get you out safe. Mommy is so sorry that she didn't save you. I know you are happy and that you want me to be happy. It has been three years baby boy. Three long years without you. I have accepted that you are gone, but you will never be forgotten. Although, I never got to hear you cry, or see your beautiful eyes looking at me, I rocked you and held you and for that I am so grateful.
We will always love you baby boy, and you will always be apart of our lives. I look forward to the day I can hold you again.
Love Always,
Mommy.
My Mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said.
But I hear her crying at night when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom...through Heaven's open door.
I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more.
But I know that doesn't help her or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...And show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal~!
This poem was written by Kaye Des'Ormeaux and dedicated to: Clarissa.
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