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Words for the Journey

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Submitted by Gwendyv19 on
I never got to hear your laughI never looked into your eyesYou never went to time outBecause you never told a lie
I don't know how tall you could have beenIf you'd been skinny or a little fatI never heard your first wordsOn my lap you never sat
But I already loved youI felt you grow in meI picked the clothes that you'd wear homeBut that day never came to be
I don't know the color of your eyes Were they brown or blue?I know you looked like your daddyI saw his face in you
Some would say that after 8 yearsI shouldn't still be sadThat I should just move forward"Can't miss what I never had"
But Michael James HarmonI never will forgetThe day I held you in my armsI held you close yet wept
Because I had to say helloAnd goodbye that same dayA breath you never got to takeYet you took mine away
I laid to rest my babyAnd a piece of my heartYou took it with youSo we're never far apart
BY GWENDY VANUCCIWritten for my Daughter Kristy and my grandson Baby Mikey