A Special Little Boy…


I knew a baby boy once…
A special little guy….
A smile that could melt a rock…
Seen through his mummy’s eyes.
Loved by all around him…
He giggled and he smiled….
He was happily infectious…
He was just that sort of child.
His little brother loved him…
This special little boy…
No more would he be lonely…
Someone to share his toys.
He went to school so happy…
But couldn’t wait for it to end…
Looking forward so much to coming home…
And seeing his special friend.
His air was artificial….
And was as heavy as could be…
But he was just like any other child…
Bouncing on his mummy’s knee.
His brother was so happy…
They’d never be apart…
Loneliness would never call again…
To break his little heart.
It was a warmish day in 90…
When this little boy came home…
He found his mummy crying…
But crying all alone.
He said whats the matter mummy…?
Why are you so sad…?
I spilled my milk at school today…
I hope you won’t be mad.
Then his mummy told him…
That an angel had taken flight…
When his little brother fell asleep…
He was kissed by God last night.
The little boy looked around him…
But the one that he looked for…
Needed so much by those on Earth…
But Heaven needs him more.
We are still so blind whilst looking…
Or maybe just don’t believe…
That life’s too short and precious…
Perhaps we’re just naïve.
That little boy is grown now…
Through wise eyes he can see…
And he still cries for his brother…
That little boy was me.

For Daniel….. you were just too beautiful for this world… we’ll meet again. ♥1988-1990 ♥

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