Fourteen

No one remembers,

I cannot say why

Only thing I keep thinking

Is that nobody tried

You were mine, only mine

No one knew you like me

I don't know why He couldn't

Just let you be

We shared so much

In our short time together,

And the time that we shared

Has made memories forever

So much I learned,

So much I lost -

Everything turned, toppled

And tossed

Butterfly flutters, then turns

And kicks . . .

Then, that sad day . . .

Was my mind playing tricks?

No cry, no movement,

not even a Breath . . .

As you lay on my tummy -

Perfect even in death

When I think of you now

At the age you would be,

A beautiful "big boy"

Is the child I see

My son you were,

My son you'll always be

And One -

That is us;

You and Me
  by Lil Red

A Father's Grief

It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief,
Since "men don't cry"
and "men are strong"
No tears can bring relief.
It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test,
And field the calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.
They always ask if she's all right
And what she's going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?"
He hears her crying in the night
And thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her,
But "stays strong" for her sake.
It must be very difficult
To start each day anew.
And try to be so very brave-
He lost his baby too.
Author Unknown

 Happy Birthday Troy!