Sadly i wont get to meet you
Or touch your skin,
Or hold you and comfort
As loudly you wail and cry,
I wont get to watch you grow,
Into a beautiful human being i know,
But
I can confirm that you wont have to cry,
That you won't have to see the craziness the world brings
You wont have to have your spirit cracked and shaved,
And you wont walk into the train along with the brokenhearted, downtrodden and crazed,

Would you have been a niece or another nephew? That i may not ever know
But I'll see you soon one day,
And i hope you're a happy little angel, playing on the clouds like snow