Lorene Bearden - My Loving Son

My Loving Son

My Loving Son
My Heart aches like frostbite from a
Cold, wet, dark winter night
He was killed in a head on collision
Nobody really knows how or why
My Loving Son
Tears of pain just keep flowing like
The pouring rain in a thunderstorm
No more 'I Love You, Mom'
No phone calls
No Visits, No Hugs
My Loving Son
I know He now has Wings
And His Halo is Gold...
He is Smiling and Happy
Like a Soft love Song
No Pain No Hurt,
Oh How I Miss
My Loving Son

Lorene Bearden

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