Co-Worker Child was Murder and I wrote her this poem

Once I laid a kiss upon her chick,

Once I watched her while she sleeps,

Dreaming of the days,

Waiting on the days,

To see her achieve,

To watch her grow,

How beautiful she became,

How she spoke,

I even remember when she said,

Mom, I love you so,

Her smile, when she played,

Her tears, when she cried,

From the no’s it wasn’t me,

Into, I did it Mom,

How precious I thought of her,

I many nights I prayed for her,

How many moments, I was so proud,

How many days I just yelled out so loud,

I yelled for her to understand,

I laid my hands on her face,

Just to embraces,

To let her know,

Their no other love,

Their no other need,

Than for a Mother,

To show,

The understand of Love, Compassion, Strength and Joy,

That my Father the Lord has blessed me,

Bless me how, with you,

To raises you,

Into the woman you became,

Into the woman I knew you will be,

But the rests of your journey will not be with me,

But in the hand of the Lord, where I see you smiling,

For one moment, I was not crying,

You are missed, my sweetheart,

But in the pain of your death, I know that you are at peace in the hands of Our Lord.

Dear Karen and Family,

        My heart goes out to you at this time, I wrote this poem, to express my sympathy for your

lost.

Love, SandyMarie