Mommies little angel

by mal   Aug 19, 2005


Broken hearted left to die
eyes dried out can no longer cry

cruel world brought nothing but pain
not one strike of sunshine in this never ending rain

cold hands, empty face
a scattered soul that cant ever be replaced

lifeless body layed down to rest
to get thought this i try my best

slowly dropping in the dirty cold ground
i watch my baby leave me without making a sound

once in my body, now it the dirt
wearing what he told his me was his favorite t-shirt

no more kisses at bed time, no more i love yous at night
no more bedtime stories before mommy turns out the lights

Brownies for supper, and he hated taking baths
i will never forget that beautiful laugh

always thought i was made of money, always wanted the whole store
and he always made me to rub his tummy when it was sore

i remeber how his little hands fit perfeclty in mine
and how the sun sat perfectly at the window to let in its shine

Monitors,needles and doctors saying they were doing everything they can
but the will to always have a smile is what was so speacil about my little man

good days, bad days, no one could ever tell
Even though he was going to heaven, i felt like i was in hell

a breathing tupe was stuck in his poor little nose
a dealy sickness, and a treatment know one knows

his blue little eyes that were filled with so much love
a heaveny father trying to take my baby up above

i cried and prayed, and even threw up some days
i laughed and smiled, but was hurting in so many ways

the worst was the day, when the sky was so blue
i could see in his eyes there was something he knew

nothing seemed diffrent, it was a normal day
i read him his story and he had so much to say

i fed him his lunch and gave him a bath
we took a walk and all we did was laugh

then it went black everything went slow
he turned pale as a ghost and i said "baby dont go"

he screamed out "mommy" i said im here
surrounded by doctors and nurses, and this was my only fear

i still go and visit him everyday
i bring him beautiful flowers, and i always have so much to say

but this time i cant hold him and lookin his eyes and i will never foget the sound of his awful cries

he now sits in a cemtary, with is name on a polished stone
i just want to tell him that i am not alone

goodbye baby i will see you again
in that beautiful place above i just dont know when

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  • 18 years ago

    by whitney

    That poem was rlly good too! you write such heartfelt poems. did a child u knew die recently or sumthin?if so im real srry it happened.its such a tragedy when children die or get hurt(in ne way)well keep it up!