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What I hate most...

This poem is dedicated to my son who passed away 01/05/2019 please forgive my grammar if it is wrong I am very new to this

What I hate most...

I hate that I can't watch you grow,play,laugh and run.
I hate that you had to leave before you could even turn one.
I hate that there's no cause of death thoughts of what may have been always cloud my mind.
I hate that your big sister cry's for you almost every night.
I hate that you were the chosen one who had to leave and go away.
I hate that I can't kiss or hug you or make everything be okay.
I hate creating new memories without you it's really hard I have to say simply knowing in my heart you should be here is something I just can't change.
I hate that I can't change what's been done there's no such thing as a rewind button and no re-runs.
One thing I am grateful for though amongst all the hate is the fact I had the chance to call you my son before you left this world to enter those pearly white gates.

Rest in peace my angel                Joshua
19.07.18 - 01.05.19 

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sparrowsong

Hello Ashley...

Welcome to Cosmo!

Thank you for sharing your loss and pain and such a beautiful tribute...

sparrowsong

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Marion

From one mother to another...sending you hugs when there are no words X

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Being Me

Hi Ashley, what a heartfelt poem this is. I am so sorry you have experienced this huge loss. Please keep writing. Writing really helps to express yourself and get those feelings out in the open. Much love to you and your family and thank you for posting x

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