Come on… remember can you please remember? I know it’s been years but can u just see? Imagine that sweet face, feel those tiny hands envision that smile, and those faces he made. My precious boy.. you came here for something the way you observed my world. It hurts my heart so much to say I know now that you’re gone that you didn’t come to stay. My precious boy “therapy” is what they say, I did that everything was spoken of except you....