My son

(To Jason Alan)

As you lie in your hospital bed I look at you and in silence I pray

pray so you will open your chestnut eyes again and smile at me once more..

My sweet child, I am so sad to see you hurting, it breaks my heart to see you suffering like this

I wish I could do more, to help you get better..

I hold your hand and I feel the fever raging in your body outside the wind of Autumn howls and dark clouds announce the rain to come

My sweet child, as you sleep I pray the sound of your breathing breaks the silence of your room, I caress your auburn hair and kiss your forehead my son, your guardian angel is beside you I feel his presence as I pray... will both be here, when you awake

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