A poem about losing my sons to sids.
Do you sit alone at night, remembering that fright, The stillness of the room how quiet the world became. looking at your perfect baby who grow inside your tummy
Its not ok that he has gone everything about it is so so wrong. i am not a proud angel mummy,
i am a lost mummy with no baby and a body filled of pain
Angels came and stole my son, The reason for this i have none. He was not theirs to take. the angels caused my heart to break. He was to special, perfect and pure happy and fine.
They took my future i had for his life they should not have took him, This baby this boy was mine.
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