my son

A poem about the loss of my child

My son, my beautiful son

my hand on your head

I ruffled your black curls

you wpuld look up and smile

the smile I carry in my heart

the smile I no longer see

Closing my eyes I see you

I reach out to ruffle your hair

to smile at your smile

But your not there

you no longer smile up at me

and I dont smile back

the angels came that fateful day

they took you from my arms

with only memories

memories of my beautiful son

 

 

 

Author's Note

This may not be that good but it was written from the heart. I would be gratful for any reviews and advice