The morning I found my son had died to sids.
The morning I woke up I know something was wrong
But never in my life could I think you had gone
Seeing your face will haunt me forever still
The pain of that has broken me, I’ll never heal
I wish I had known and could have woke up to see
That my baby son desperately needed me
But I lay sleeping for ever so long
And I am so sorry it was so so wrong
I wish I had known what would happen that night
I would have stayed awake forever to save such a sight
Do you forgive me , I’m sorry my boy
I would have tried to save you, you were my life, my joy
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