The tears come when you least expect it and at inappropriate times.
Jealousy and Rage and questions that cannot be answered.
We celebrate a life short lived but I wish with all my broken heart it was different.
Creating a legacy when I want you to create your own but I know you can't.
Flowers and Candles when it should be Football and Computer Games
I wish today was a non day, a day to forget, instead it's a day we will never forget.
The love is still a strong as ever and the sadness ever present.
We all miss you little man forever a cheeky wobbly toddler
Alexander Robert Richardson
24/09/05 - 09/02/07
by Elizabeth Dent
Go ahead and mention my child.
The one that died, you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending he didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing.
I feel it will take a lifetime.