October 22, 2013
I found your photo just now
To forgive myself, I will never allow
A mere 6 weeks and 3 days old
Nothing quite yet I could hold
I will forever regret that I didn't see
Who you were suppose to be
I still cry the tears
I still have you haunting my fears
Who you would of been today
No one will ever know and I can't say
Other than perfect in my eyes
And there wouldn't be any lies
I am trying so hard to cope
Forgivness is all that I can hope
From a baby who isn't here
Who will never get to feel love so pure and clear