A day of sadness, A day of mourning. A day of many tears, warm May morning. It wasn't supposed to happen, yet it was meant to be. A perfect baby boy, was Gods great gift to me. With his happy expressions, and a beautiful smile. He teaches me the beauty, of what I once thought was vile. I wish I could be better, I wish I was more there. Nothing I can do now, but to show how much I care. I love you, my son, you're so perfect in every way. You were gods great gift to me, which he gave me one...