by Diane Kelly
Seamus,
The hardest part is not knowing.
Are you cold, scared, lonely?
I never wanted you to feel those things.
If something's happened, I hope so much that there was no pain.
Maybe you're at the rainbow bridge.
My baby, my angel - we miss you so...
You always have a home, here and in my heart.
I miss smiling at you, holding you, talking with you.
You are special, little man - I love you