Baby boy

To the 2 yr old boy unresponsive from the accident on the 215 highway

Laying at umc

Your mother is in front of the chapel

On her knees

Begging for god to forgive her sins

Because maybe he will let you will live

But i know

Its your decision

To live

So live!!

I mean swallow your mother’s love

It will give you oxygen i swear

Those tubes are plastic

dont ever let plastic give you life

Baby boy

Two years old

So much ahead


Open your eyes

Mommy will be with you

Atleast make it to preschool next year


Not just for your mother

Even though shes on her knees

Begging you please

But if not

Its okay

I promise your mommy

Wont be angry

Baby boy


Before the fates take you themselves



This poem is about: 
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