I'm about to go to bed, and I found this poem that is perfect for my sweet angel baby. I'm not having a bad night or anything this poem just warmed my heart and reminded me of him so much. This is for you my precious boy! Mommy loves you Evan!!!
How do you love a person Who never got to be,Or try again to see a face You only once got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one Who never got to live,When there's nothing to feel good about And nothing to forgive?
I love you, my son.You're a person of the wind,Free to be the memory Of all that might have been.
I love you, my son,My companion of the night,Wandering through my lonely hours,Beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before You ever can be born,To live the lovely night of life And never see the dawn?
Ah! My dear son,You lived like anyone!Life's a burst of joy and pain,And then, like yours, it's done.
I love you, my son,Just as if you'd lived for years.No more, no less, I think of you,The angel of my tears.
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