Poem by; Christine Vega
Today is a day that I hate.
Today is a day of sorrow and regret
Who knew that this would be your fate?
And who knew pain is all that I would get?
Your father wanted you, and I wanted you more.
Been a long time since you've been gone,
and I wish you were here.
I'm a mommy that makes angels.
That's what everybody always tells me.
Who would you have been?
A mama's boy or a tough guy like your dad?
Every single mother's day I remember you.
Now you'd be in your terrible twos.
Driving mommy and daddy crazy!
But it would be okay,
I'd love you just like I do now.