by Brandy Ratliff
I can still hear you scream as you were hit, I still feel helpless I should have not had you in the front yard. I miss you playing with me and I miss you always begin there for me to talk to. why did you leave me. I was not ready but you were, you looked up at me before you left me. I will never forget that. How you looked at me like goodbye mom I love you, and I have not left you I just have some where else I am needed. Well Baby Boy you are missed and still loved very much.