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She looked at him sadly
Wondering what she had done
To deserve this torment
Of no words from her son.
She told him she loved him
Yet he did not reply
There was no expression on his face
Or even a twinkle in his eye.
She wanted to hold him.
And never let go.
But her heart wouldn't let her.
She seemed to already know.
That even if she touched him
He wouldn't talk at all.
It would do nothing.
All her strength it took her not to bawl.
And his casket was lowered
Into the cold Earth
She shared with him his death.
As she did, his birth.
I wish you need not
See your child leave this plane.
If you do, don't worry.
You have a new guardian angel that you'll true ly gain.
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