The first of many tears I'm going to cry starts...
"You want to go boarding?
I've got skis you can borrow."...
I can see the sparkle in your eyes
begin to fade...
Rock-a-by-baby, oh child of mine, the joy that you...
My fragile heart broken like single pane glass...
Little one how I love you so, every little finger...
The day that you left me, the day you were taken...
Oh child of mine how I wish I could look into your...
Your daddy and I planned for so long but we never...
A light that once glistened
Fade paler to dim...
A thief stole the room's
atmosphere the day I heard...
There is a child for whom I care
Though no true blood of mine...
A bitter fresh memory
is aching more than ever...
This last poem I wrote about Emma was 2 years...
I had such...
This next poem was written 4 months later, sadly...
Take a deep breath...