it's hard to
believe that it's been two full years,
A continual
heartache, and an ocean of tears,
Since last I saw
you burst through my door,
Your rapid steps
crossing, my kitchen floor.
Since we sat
down, and I listened to you,
As you shared
your plans, the things you would do.
Oh and the
stories that you had to tell,
As a bounty
hunter, it suited you well.
You told me of
things, the people you saw,
How you rescued
your dog, by scaling a wall.
The poor thing
impounded, but I'll bet he knew,
That when it got
dark, you would come through!
The things that
you told me, stood my hair on end,
Added more gray,
where red had once been.
I worried about
you, right from the start,
Was that
premonition, that stirred in my heart?
I wish that we
could have said our goodbye,
That I had been
there, when you breathed your last sigh.
Because I
wasn't, I feel all this blame,
And still I wake
up, hear you call my name.
For you were my
baby, so special to me,
The joy of my
life, so precious to see.
But memories of
good times, just cannot erase,
The joy I would
feel if saw your face.
Just one more
time, I'd give anything,
For all of the
closure, seeing you would bring.
But maybe some
day, I'll truly be blessed,
When you say,
'Hi Mom', and I'm laid to rest.
In Loving Memory
Of My Youngest Son.
03/18/72 -
03/10/2007
I Love you
Son....some things never change.
©
03/02/09 Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi playing is: A Home In
Heaven
