Oh - my dear Father
I come to You today
In hopes that up in Heaven
My child can laugh and play
That he knows of my love
And he smiles - full of joy
That he runs upon the clouds with You
And plays with the other girls and boys
Each night I shed a tear for him
As You hear the words I pray
Eager to hold him in my arms
And be beside him one day
My life will never be the same
Now that he is gone
But I find inspiration in his memory
And know I must go on
I hear his little voice whisper
-Mommy, do not cry...-
-I do not blame you for this outcome-
-I know how much you tried...-
Sometimes its hard to tell myself
That this was how it was meant to be
That my child once growing inside
Would be taken from me
And now I live each day in wonder
Of how it would feel to hold him close
To let him feel my love for him
To stand back and watch him grow
Friends and family come to me
And show that they too mourn
On this day that we honor his spirit
The day he was to be born
