If anyone happens to see my baby,
please be sure and tell him just how very much
I cared for him.
Please be sure and tell him that
I wish the best for him.
I see the end coming and there is nothing
I can do to stop it.
But I will always remember him
for what he was and how happy he made me.
Life just doesn't seem the same without him.
I will always remember the way
he smiled at me when I told him he was my baby.
I will always remember the way
he looked at me when we kissed.
He held a passion for me once.
A passion I still hold and always will.
Somebody tell him that
I'm sorry things worked out this way.
Somebody tell him that
I will be okay.
I will survive.
Someone tell him that
I love him enough to let him go.
i love this poem
Quite beautiful, i like this style
Thanks for your review of mine, and i look forward to reading more of yours.