That you grow strong and tall keeping your child-like spirit your heart filled with love and wonder, I wish That you have music and good times That you are loved and cherished I wish that sunshine fill your days And peaceful dreams the nights I wish for you to know your beauty And your worth...
But now, mostly I wish you were still with us, my beautiful son.
We lost our oldest son to a brain tumor almost eight years ago. On one hand, it seems an eternity, the other a split second in time. I have a sweet picture of him at about 4 years old holding and blowing the seeds on a dandelion. Would love to be able to post with the poem!