Son Death Poem
I'm 16 yrs old and my fiance and I in November of 2008 lost our child in the middle of the night in my arms, waking up to him permanently sleeping.
My Little Damien
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Courtney
My name is Courtney M. I'm 16 year's old.
Everyone told me I was young, too, young.
I know I was but I was ready
for my son Damien James M.
to come into this world.
I miss him so much.
God blessed me with a beautiful, health baby.
But 2 sort month's he felt like it would be to hard.
My baby boy left in the middle of the night right in my arms.
His cold, stiff little body where in mine when I a woke.
3 month's later still haunted by it you still give me a reason to smile Damien.
You are my little angel and you saved me.
I live my live for you baby, your my sweet pea.
August 26th, 08 was the best day of my life
and I thought would be the hardest thing I would ever do I life.
I was terrible wrong November 2nd, 08 was the worst and hardest day of my life.
There was so many thing's I had planned for my little guy.
To make me and his life better with daddy.
Daddy miss you too.
I lay awake watching him cry in his sleep calling for you.
Damien you will never stop being loved.
you where and are the best thing that has happen to daddy and me.
Everyone told me I was young, too, young.
I know I was but I was ready
for my son Damien James M.
to come into this world.
I miss him so much.
God blessed me with a beautiful, health baby.
But 2 sort month's he felt like it would be to hard.
My baby boy left in the middle of the night right in my arms.
His cold, stiff little body where in mine when I a woke.
3 month's later still haunted by it you still give me a reason to smile Damien.
You are my little angel and you saved me.
I live my live for you baby, your my sweet pea.
August 26th, 08 was the best day of my life
and I thought would be the hardest thing I would ever do I life.
I was terrible wrong November 2nd, 08 was the worst and hardest day of my life.
There was so many thing's I had planned for my little guy.
To make me and his life better with daddy.
Daddy miss you too.
I lay awake watching him cry in his sleep calling for you.
Damien you will never stop being loved.
you where and are the best thing that has happen to daddy and me.
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Heather Submitted Aug 2010
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Jessica , Omaha NE Submitted Apr 2011
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take care <3
April Sanchez, Alice TX Submitted Nov 2011
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My son, Damian James-Stone died in my arms when he was just 48 days old.
Time with him was short, and I'd give anything if I could trade places with him. My only fear was of losing him. I hope one day I can ask his forgiveness and he won't turn me away for not being the father he needed.
I wasn't there for his birth, but I was there for his death. I took him in my arms and held him close. He took his last breath; I lost him.
Elijah, North America Submitted Feb 2012
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