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My Son And I – We Are A Team

A poignant poem, in which a child reassures a grieving mother.

A poignant poem, in which a child reassures a grieving mother.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to die
I wanted to leave all things behind
I cried I shed tears while my baby lay beside
He opened his eyes and raised his arms
Touched my face with his little palm
Looked in my eyes, smiled and giggled
Threw his arms and legs, and babbled
I took him in my arms and held him close

What do you feel my baby?
What do you know?

I know mommy, I know it all.
Believe me mommy it will all be well
You will love me and I will love you
We will be a team and we will fulfil our dreams
Don’t feel sad mommy don’t feel bad
Life will soon get little easier if not a lot
We will sing and we will dance
And mommy you will again make beautiful plans
we will take each other by the hand
And travel all over this vast land
We will fly in the sky and travel the seas
We will watch good movies and read lovely books

I will be your little buddy and you will be mine
Believe me mommy we will be all fine.

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