• From the pit of my stomach
    To the depth of my soul
    My grief seems so silent
    But inside it roars

    I wouldn't believe
    So your body I saw
    Asleep with a smile
    The image still raw
    I said you must stop this
    I love you get up
    But your body lay still
    and with a kiss
    what a chill

    My whole body shook and silent sobs
    heaving sickness inside
    Your hair was still soft
    No more I could bide

    Your son will never know
    your good and bad sides
    You will never see him become
    the fine boy and fine son

    Apart we did live, but under the same moon
    So lonely its now but i'll look at it soon
    Maybe your out there
    I hope you can see
    The damage your death has done
    to your son and to me

    K Hutchison