Poem - My son, My dear

My heart aches for you when you are sad; I am sad.
I wish you knew.

You talk of death to end your pain, but my pain would hurt even more.
My heart would be forever sore.

I know you don't understand why you are this way.
God made you this way, is all that I can say.

There is a purpose for you & I wish you knew.
The special way you see the world.
How you remember things most people never know.

And no matter each day I love you all the more.
You are my son, I gave you life.

You grew within me & you are God's miracle to see.

I live life each day, thinking of you.
I don't care if you are far or near.

I will forever love you, my son, my dear.

SMacLeod
11:07 pnm
7 Nov 2009