Little
boy blue
Little tree frogs and
puppy dog tails
A story told of tall tales
Running free and running
wild
My little angel boy, my
little child
A giggle and a smile so
wide
Your every whim never denied
Your little face covered
with dirt
Mud stains on your striped
shirt
I can see you so plainly
my little son
Playing with the stars,
oh such fun
Falling down and skinning
your knee
Maybe, you get stung by
a bee
I want so desperately to
give you a hug
In your mama's arm so snug
All those little things
I miss
I'll never get to reminisce.
Just hang on tight in my
dreams
Life is never as it seems
Waiting for that second
chance
To hold my baby and to dance
Swirling you so high to
watch you smile
Walking along the country
mile
You and I hand in hand
It will be just the way
I planned
So the next time we meet
my little Andrew
I'll be carrying a little
stuffed POOH
I'll hold you tight and
never let you go
This much is true, this
much I know.
from Mum 02-24-03
Author
Bio:
Angie is a bereaved
mum to Andrew and Ally.
