The heart is bleeding, a gaping hole resides
My baby was born in a shadow, never to see the light
The heft of my sorrow is beyond comprehension
It’s a feeling beyond divine
The love I have for him never to be mentioned
I carry it alone through time
The life he brought to me none will acknowledge.
Still in my heart it lies
Whilst his life was short surrounds can’t obscure him
Though the memory left is mine
His force is a part of my life’s journey
Never to be denied.
So with heart felt emotion and loves true devotion.
I dedicate this rhyme.
Jane Bond, mother of Logan.