Dearest Coby, Momma hasn't written to you in a couple of days, This doesn't mean that I don't think of you every day and still weep at times. I look for a rainbow sent by you or I lay and wait to see you in my dreams. I don't want to bother you and take you from your playground at the bridge. I don't want to interrupt your happy life with tears and pain in mine. I just want, once again, to hold you. I know that this will happen when I meet you at the bridge. I will never stop loving you or feel your mouth on mine. You will always be my #1...my little man, my everything.