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It's January 3 -
My birthday so ... "whoopee!"
You know the only thing I want
is for you to be with me.
I miss you more today because
a year's already passed
since we cuddled you and kissed you
knowing it may be the last.
I hate that it's a year already
and now I have to say:
"Our baby died last year"
and not "the other day".
Tho' the tears are still so close
and my heart is still in pain
I tell myself that one sweet day
I'll be with you again.
I've had a lovely day
Thanks to family and friends.
But they all know how I'll feel
once this birthday ends.
Along with all who love you
I'll go to bed and cry once more,
knowing when I wake
it will be January 4.
You were born an Angel -
that everyone could see.
But the length of time we had you here
wasn't long enough for me.
My little family was complete
with Daddy, Brad and you.
And now that you have gone to heaven
part of me's gone too.
~Mummy (3/1/2000)
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