He’s gone before he came.

He was just a whisper in my belly. 16 weeks to live in my womb, is not enough time.

He could have grown into a great man. He could have faught a war, or he could
have been the next Mo strik’em out, in the Bronx.

My son could have done anything or he could have done nothing. We will never know.

Sometimes I cry to the heavens “Why? Why my son? Was it something I did, was it something i didn’t do? IS this a punishment for my sins?”

My son is gone, he floated away. He’s gone before he came.


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  1. I know how you feel but the love you feel for your little boy will stay with you forever and that is what we who have been through this can hold onto. This baby loved you while he was with you and will continue to love you from heaven. He is probably a great man there. Im sorry for this crap thing to have happened to you xxx

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