PRECIOUS LITTLE BOY

This was written when friends lost a precious little boy to Sudden Infant Death Syndrome - at a time when there was nothing I could do or say.

PRECIOUS LITTLE BOY

Precious little boy

Your journey now is done.

Heartbroken parents you leave

To face each setting sun.

Twelve short weeks they had you

And then they found you cold.

Their days will be long and dreary

But you will not grow old.

The hopes and promises you brought

Now dashed and shattered about,

They are numb and they are angry

Of that I have no doubt.

I am sure that they planned and dreamed

Of how your life would be ~

The sports you’d play, the cars you’d drive

And the presents ‘neath the Christmas tree.

Precious little boy

What agony they now must feel,

With broken hearts and empty arms

And eyes all grey like steel.

They were parents of a son ~

Although the time was brief.

Be their Guardian Angel

And help them with their grief.

Precious little boy

Your whole family is lost,

Their sea is rough and windswept

Their little boat is tossed.

Know that you were loved indeed

And cherished from the start

That you will always live for them

In the seasons of their hearts.

  

© Linda J. Vaughan

13^th. March 2005

 Love and hugs,