Elijah's Sleeping             My empty arms are crying how I long to hold you tight I can hear your cries of hunger as I awaken every night I still can see your laughing eyes My silly bubble-blowing lips How I wish just one more time I could kiss your tiny fingertips I thought that you were resting well the morning you slept too long As I picked up your lifeless form I refused to believe that you were gone They told me I did nothing wrong and no reason could they find Then they put me in a room so I could hold you one last time Too soon they took you from my arms and left an aching in my heart Losing you will always be the pain that tore my world apart     Written By:  PJ Westenhofer      In Memory of: Elijah Clay Johnston {Augst 31, 1995 to January 28, 1996}        You are visitor #:  Thanks for visiting this page and May God Bless You All!!!   For more information or help on SIDS Please feel free to e-mail the address below: pjwestenhofer@hotmail.com     HOME POEM PAGE