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My little angel...
Sickness took him,
love brought him back,
For now.
He lies on a blanket,
in a cage,
hooked up to machienes,
a cone around his neck so
he can't kiss away the pain
like his mommy would.
Tears in his eyes,
pain swelling in his body,
my little angel cried for help.
And cried.
And cried.
Until someone gave him care.
My little baby,
the one I raised practically from birth,
was in so much pain, and there was and is nothing I could do.
My baby Jess.
I love him to death.
No one can take him from me.
No matter where he is, he remains in my heart.