Baby Death Poem

A Way To Remember My Son

This poem was written many years after suffering the loss of my son.

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Never Far Away

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Published: October 2016

This locket that was given to me
Lays gently around my neck.
Inside I carry his picture
Of my son you've never met.

The birth was such a special day
And will be forever in my heart.
The untimely death of my son
Has torn my world apart.

He only lived a few short days,
And those days were just the best.
When I see a child, I think of him
And know we did what's best.

I hold this locket in my hand
And thank God above
For giving me a chance to know
This child made out of love.

This locket still reminds me
Of his short time here on earth.
I keep it close, next to my heart,
To ease some pain and hurt.

Those precious moments of happiness
Turned into days of joy.
I feel it keeps me connected
To the memories of my little boy.

I held him tightly in my arms
As he took his final breath.
This locket helps me honor him
Even in his death.

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