There is not a day

that goes by

when I don't think

of my previous baby

He was the light

of my life.

Always cherished him,

my little boy,

the sweet blue eyed boy.

I miss the way

we laughed,teasing one another

I miss his hugs

Not a day, time

when I don't think

of my little boy.

He may have been

born different

He was special

to me, my Jason.

MFisher2004