My Beloved Son

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

In a quiet little cemetery
Where the gentle breezes blow
Lies my son I love so dearly;
He died only months ago.
His resting place I visit
Placing flowers there with care
But no one knows my heartache
When I turn to leave them there.
Though his smile is gone forever
And his hands I cannot touch
Still I have so many memories
Of the son I loved so much.
His memory is my keepsake
With which I will never part.
God has him in His keeping;
I have him in my heart.

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