Grief

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MY ANGEL SON

My precious son, whom I never held close,
you would have been ten today;
Yet I never had the chance to see you grow ~
to see you run ~ to watch you play.

The only memory I have of you
is the few movements I felt inside,
Cause when you were born I never saw you,
I just wanted to run and hide.

For seven months I carried you,
yet you'd never know this earth;
For eight long hours I labored
through your difficult birth;

Thinking back I've often wondered
whether on that day I made the right choice;
There are times I regret never seeing your face,
although I never could have heard your voice.

But at the time I wasn't sure
that seeing you would be wise;
For you were so frail, so small ~
you never grew to normal size.

I just didn't think I could handle it,
for I was so distraught that I lost you;
That day became the worst I've ever had,
as my heart ached through and through.

But the saddest day of my life
was the most joyous one for you,
For it was the day you entered Heaven
and your life began anew!

For on that day you left me here
you fought life's hardest battle ~ and won;
You entered into the land of glory
and became my Angel Son.

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