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Spirit Of A Child
PM patricia merritt (December 24,1942 / Maryland)

Spirit Of A Child

A Mother holds her son close
to her chest.
Tears role down her cheek,
knowing he will be at rest.
Her son looks up at her sad
face, don't cry mom, I'm going
to a unpainful place, I won't suffer
anymore. As he said with his last
She rocks her son, his arm falls
to his side.
A warm glow passes over her
as his spirit lifts to the heavens
with the angels at his side.
Moms love is for eternety, not
just for awhile.

Love you son.

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Comments (1)

this is one sad, heart warming poem, sorry for your lost, i lost my son to a motor cycle accident in september 2005, he was 39, left 3 kids behind, i do share your sorrow. this poem filled with lots of love with every word you penned, good one.