My son

I know u are here Lord

Listening to me

“A mothers plea”

As I get on my knee

And pray the holy spirit covers me.

If u want, take him Lord

May he be free

Free from pain and misery

The hardest prayer I have prayed to thee

But u love him so much more than me.

Run him through dandelions, plucking each 1,2,3

To the crystallized ocean, where he was meant to be.

Swimming in the abyss of the sea.

Tell him mommy & daddy are coming to join soon

Tell him to make room in his bed full of bloom

“You’ll be very missed”

while we wait in the gloom



-Lashay Baylis