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I never thought a
heart could hurt,
As much as mine does today,
My sobs I can't control them,
For my son that was taken away.
This sorrow is more then I can take,
My heart is ripped aside,
As I think of my precious Darren,
And the way that he died.
His life was snatched away from him,
In the middle of the night.
Did he suffer in anguish there?
Or did he even put up a fight?
Dear lord in heaven above me,
Please hear my humble cry,
As I search for meaning to it,
Why did he have to die?
I had no chance to say good bye,
Or say I love you one last time,
My heart is just tormented so,
That I can't help but cry.
The only relief I get from it all,
Is knowing you are now in heaven above,
Surrounded by angels of glory,
And filled with God’s wonderful love.
And someday soon I’ll see you up there,
On God's everlasting shore,
It's then I will find the answers I need,
Only then will I understand why.
Ann Hart©
Sept 7th 2006
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In Memory Of My Son Darren
Killed July 27, 2006
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