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Debbi's Poetry Page
To My Dearest Son, Daniel, Number 13, forever !!!!
"MOM'S MIRACLE"
by Debbi Foster-Murphy
I know in my heart, you are NOT gone.
I know in my heart, you are here!
I know that the lives you touched, are so precious!
And I saw
........ all the people, who care!
Son, I want you to fly, where the Eagles go.
I want you to visit all lands.
I want your soul to soar,
because now,
........ as things are,
........ you can!
Check on Dad, and your little brothers,
and, Jen.
Check on the Grandmas, and Grandpas,
........ that are here.
Check on Mom, Jimmy, and the babies, too!
I'm so sure that you will,
........ 'cause you can!
Be there for the races,
and the good times,
........ and friends.
Come see them triumph,
........ for YOU!
Come to Nevada,
........ and see what's happenin' !!!!!!!!
Come see Washington,
and see,
........ all the tulips, too.
Be with the families, of the friends,
........ that went, with you !!!!!
You know their loss,
is so great!
Their hearts are so heavy,
with sadness,
........ that only your smile,
can replace!
Visit Ashley, and Amanda, SON!
They miss,
........ and love you, so.
Tell everyone in Heaven,
........ HI !
And all Their love, to You,
........ will show !
But, most what I want,
for You, ............. My Son!
Is to fly,
........ in the beautiful sky!
Fly with the wings,
........ that I know,
YOU HAVE EARNED!
FLY!
FLY!!
FLY!
Love,
Mom
I LOVE YOU, DANIEL !!!!!!!! Number 13,
lives Forever, in My heart !!!!!!!!!!!!
You'll always be a miracle,
to me!
I was so blessed,
to have you,
and your brother, Ricky!
GOD blessed me,
with 24 wonderful years,
SON!
And I wouldn't have missed
any of it,
........ for the world!
Written March 28, 2004
I wrote this the evening I flew from Washington, to Alabama. Several friends were at Jennifer and Daniel's home, when I locked myself, in the bedroom.....and wrote this.
When I finished the poem, and walked back out to where everyone was,
I got the strangest looks from everybody!
Jenn, Daniel's fiance, finially broke the silence.
She told me, "Deb....ever since you went into Daniel's and my bedroom to write the poem.........this music box has been playing!"
The thing that's really weird, about that.......is THE MUSIC BOX IS BROKEN!!!!!
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