against my hand
the realization
of what was really in God's plan
the weight of your body
the length of your toes
praying to hear you cry
learning to let go
wrapping you in a blanket
giving you to some man
watching him walk away with you
leaving me with empty hands
devastatingly dealing
with emotions that were new
living with the realness
that we had lost you
two years later
visiting your grave site
the closest I can get to you
no chance to hold you tight
instead I am here
memories to help me hold on
loving you completely
even though you are gone
Happy Birthday Connor
I love you baby
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