To my baby boy Miguel Angel Colon Jr

by Crystal Cintron   Oct 13, 2015


The day you were born was the sweetest blessing from God up above
Filling me with joy, pride, and unconditional love your skin as white as snow, hair the darkest black you have ever seen you became royalty my admirable king
God tried to take you a few times but had decided to keep you here with me to fill my heart and life with the sweetest memories
But then some years had passed and your heart became weak doctors did not know how long you were to last
God had his own plan that I knew about what was happening was the question I had to shout
As time went by God whispered in my ear I will not give you something you could not handle or endure he chose as one of his strongest soldiers that I knew for sure
He slowly prepared me for the pain that was to come how I hurt and cried some but deep down I had peace I had sleepless nights but your legacy in my soul I chose to keep
Then that day came 13 years later which was a bit of a surprise loving humbleness I had inside
I held onto you so very tight quietly whispered to you it is okay baby to pass to just let go you tried but with resilience and your strength even with the shallowness and your breaths being slow
As the minutes calmly passed I felt your heart beats cupped in my hand you took your last breath in peace this w3as God's holy plan
You were at the gates of heaven with that golden ticket in your hand you are now in his holy embrace rest in peace my sweet adorable angel and watch closely over me because that day will come when it is you and my Lord I will see

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello
    May I just say, first and foremost, how very sorry I am for your terrible loss - I cannot imagine what you are going through. After reading your comment on Beautifulsoul's poem and looking at your profile, I knew you had lost your son before reading this.
    However, that being said, this is a poem full of bravery, emotion, love and - above all - hope. And to pass this hope and experience onto others who may be going through the same is, perhaps, not just yours but your son's gift.
    All the very best and take care,
    Ben