Losing you was the hardest thing that I have ever had to endure,
For my broken heart there was no cure.
You were not just my son,you were my best friend,
Your life was too short to come to an end.
Nothing could have prepared me for what happened that day,
You were gone and an emptiness in your place when you passed away.
A big part of me died with you,
Now all I have are our memories to get me through.
I picked up the pieces and try to move on,
Remembering how things were before you were gone.
The only tiny bit of comfort I get really,
Is I know that you are watching over our family.
A mothers love for her son never subsides,
It's a bond that never dies.

© Carolyn Leonelli