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Nov 2018
My never born firstborn,
Life seems so empty
and I find that my heart
aches for you.

Death has never been more inviting
than it is right now.
The reaper lures me closer
with the sound of your voice.

I need you to touch,
I need you to see,
I need you so much,
I need you with me...

I cannot stop crying.
Because the memories
we'll never have
continue to run down my cheeks.

You have left me with an unfillable void
That grows larger with every day.
You are so wonderful to think about,
and heartbreaking,
to be without.

I may still be here,
but a part of me
is surely lost,
for all eternity.

I will try to be better for you.
And if you want it true,
I have never been more ashamed,
than when I learned that I failed you...

Protected,
you were supposed to be
loved and cherished forever.
And I think that this loss within me
will resonate,
ending never.

Heaven and earth may lay between us
but I will never forget,
that for however brief it may have been,
you made a father of a man full of regret.

I hope that angels use their wings
to wipe away your every tear.
After every tragic moment of life
about your mother and I that you hear

For the loss of a child slain
what words could suffice?
To break the veil of such a pain
to thaw a heart encased in ice.

Had I known...
If only she hadn't been on her own.
Perhaps now,
you wouldn't have to be alone.

Had I been for her enough,
perhaps you would've got to meet us.
The broken light of a still white dawn
and a hurricane from darkness drawn.

They say that there is nothing harder
than a father having to bury a daughter.
We could've had a child to tuck into bed
but we have a guardian angel instead.

I just wanted you to know,
that you are still missed down here.
That there are still people,
who will forever hold you dear.

I will always wonder who
you would've been.
What books you would've read.
The silly things you would've said.

With whatever color eyes and hair
you would've certainly been,
the fairest of the fair.
Such a beautiful,
delicate
little thing.

I know dear,
I miss her too.
She will be loved forever
in me and you.

I hope you are cuddled.
Never too far,
from puppies and kittens
wherever you are.

I will look for you
in every single star.
Knowing you watch over me,
from afar...
R T Dawn
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R T Dawn  28/M
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