Grief Poem

Son's Birthday In Heaven

I realize people usually celebrate birthdays of those loved ones and friends we still have with us on this earth. That is the usual way of things, this is true, but not to the mother who loses her child. There is no normal way of things for her anymore. So this is my birthday poem I have written for my loving son who was recently taken home to heaven and since my son's birthday is in the month of January, and this is his first birthday in heaven, this is my poem. Happy Birthday, my Chris.

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January's Child Of Mine

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Published: January 24, 2019

January's child of mine,
sweet miracle of God's design.

Oh, how I can recall the night.
Snow was drifting soft and white.

Then as if a dream came true,
my life was graced with loving you,
my January boy in blue.

Perfect, unique, one of a kind,
masterpiece of the Divine,
January's child of mine.

Into a man from child you grew,
strong and loyal, tried and true.

So special you are; God only knew.
Heaven needed an angel; that angel was you.

January's child of mine,
your life, so precious, God's design.

To Heaven I'm sending my love and a kiss,
I'm lighting a candle and making a wish
that I'll be joined in God's good time
to January's child of mine.

more by Patricia L. Cisco

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