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Poem for Jack: I Held You

A poem for my sweet boy on this, his 5th birthday:

I Held You

By:  Sheri Gammon Dewling

I held you in my dreams
When life was like a game
 
I held you in my belly
When I learned to use your name
 
I held you in my arms
As you nestled close and tight
 
I held you on my hip
When the world was such a fright
 
I held you in my hand
When you needed to stay close
 
I held you in my worries
When you needed me the most

 I held you in my soul
When your lessons made you cry
 
Where I will hold you forever
Long past the day I die
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  1. ShamitaNovember 19, 2012 at 5:30 PM

    awww, how touching ! Beautiful thoughts Sherri ! keep it up.

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    1. SheriNovember 19, 2012 at 5:33 PM

      Thank you ... easiest when it's a labour of love.

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  2. DaniNovember 20, 2012 at 7:56 AM

    Beautifully expressed!

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