You are the one who holds my heart, the apple of my eye.
I miss you, I love you, you are daily on my mind.
My heart cries out though I bury my feelings deep.
I am smiling, friendly and laughing,
Even though internally I weeping

I long to hold you, to know what your dreams would have been.
I envision your first crawl, and your first grin,
or watching you eat your first cupcake delight
On days when I am alone, I wonder what your first day of school would have been like.
I wish I could take you hiking with me
or teach you how to ride a bike.

You are the one who holds my heart, the apple of my eye.
I miss you, I love you, you are daily on my mind.
I think about the secret moments we shared, you, and I.
I think about you cuddled with me while I was asleep.
I would move so I would not rest on baby,
But baby would move to be near me.

I remember the moments where I would let Luther Vandross play for two,
This house is not a home and you would kick your little feet, so we could stay in tune.
I remember how I craved peanut butter and English peas and would turn up my nose.
But just for you my little buttercup, I could endure even worst flavors than those.

You are the one who holds my heart, the apple of my eye.
I miss you, I love you, you are daily on my mind.
Know where ever you are, my thoughts are not far behind
I believe we meet again, and there will we be, the family that I long for, the family buried within my deep.

I love you and I miss you,

A Mother to her Firstborn Son