Tuesday, September 10, 2019

A Boy born to die....

A boy was born.  
10 fingers, 10 toes...perfect.
A beautiful baby boy...
he grows into a sweet toddler,
walking, testing, playing, crying, laughing...
He becomes school age,
anxious for school, anxious to grow up...
He plays sports, he is so smart...
He is happy, he is a big brother...
He is an old soul, 
always thinking of others...so much an empath...
He also was sick alot.
as a baby, as a toddler, as a young boy...always sick..
He attends preschool, kindergarten, 
first grade, second grade...
He turns 8 yrs old...Happy Birthday....
Happy last birthday...
He becomes sick, again, what is wrong now???
He has cancer...in the brain....he IS truly sick now....
No jokes, no attention getting illness, no cure....
A beautiful baby boy, perfect...but born to die...

Welcome to the world, Gage....
Goodbye...said the world...you were only...
Born to Die





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