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 May 2020
Josie Heggaton
Dreams, hopes, and prayers
Brought to my knees right there
Tubes were giving you breath
All of my fears lead to death
Nurses all aroundwith this look on their face
I thought it could be my last embrace
I held you down for each blood withdrawal
Everytime it broke off a piece of my heart
You were just so tiny and small
You could hear my heart beat all down the hall
The doctors looked with sadness in their eyes
So many little babies had fought and died
But you are mine
You were made to shine
Fighting is in your blood
I gained more hope hearing your hearts little thud
You are as strong as a fighter must be
So I will be strong and pull out the mother in me
I took you home with every medication in hand
This will not be our last stand
You will grow and be brave as you must do
Because my heart would die without you
So fight little boy
Keep breathing on your own
God can not call
I will not let him call you home

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