Son Death Poem

Kenn
I know that my son has passed away
But I will love him until my dying day.
So please listen to my memories every now and then
Family and friends, please allow me to talk about Kenn.

His hair was brown, his eyes were blue.
He never left without saying I love you.
He never caused us any pain,
With his life we had everything to gain.

We gained from him even in death
He brought us to God and there is no greater wealth.
Yes, for our son there could be no other
I thank God for choosing me to be his Mother.
Kenn by Carolyn @FamilyFriendPoems

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