Nicholas Daubenspeck, February 17, 1987 – November 28, 2003

I took pen and paper into hand to tell you how I feel

how much I love and miss you and how I never heal

From the awful pain and grief that is always in my heart

because you left too early and it tore my life apart.

But how does a mother put words upon a page

that reflects her true emotions, her anguish and her rage.

The only way that she can live the remainder of her time,

is to try to capture the memories that float across her mind.

So as I sit and ponder things that happened in our past,

I try to ease my aching heart with good memories that last.

But I find my mind goes wondering along the span of years

And the grief comes back to haunt me in a waterfall of tears.

Because this is your birthday, I wanted to say things right

I wanted to say, "Happy Birthday" even though you are out of sight

I hope you know how much I wish that you were here with me

So we could hold each other close the way it used to be.

But I know and I trust that you are in more loving arms than mine

and that everyday in heaven is like a birthday celebrating divine.

So until we meet again where joys will never cease.

I will try to remember our good times and that will give me peace.