..Dont tell me that I will survive, or how much this has made me grow... Don't tell me this is just a test, that God only picks the best!... Or in time I will learn to understand that I am truly blessed!... Don't come to me with answers which only I could know... Don't tell me that my grief will pass and that am doing really great... Don't stand in pious judgement and talk about ties I must untie... Don't try to tell me how to grieve or when or where to cry... Accept me in my ups and downs...don't try to push my son away... Don't forget that Peter is still my child and that's the way he will always stay! My little Angel rest your wings sit with me for awhile. How I long to hold your hand, And see your tender smile. My little Angel, look at me, I want this image clear.... That I will forget your precious face Is my biggest fear. My little Angel can you tell me, Why you have gone away? You weren't here for very long.... Why is it, you couldn't stay? My beautiful Angel shook his head, "These things I do not know.... But I do know that you love me, and mummy I love you so". Peter I will never leave you on your own I will always hold your hand. I love you beyond telling.. there are no words! Mummy xxx-x