To my son by Ann Wood

Sometimes a mother carries in her heart words that she will never be able to fully say.

My son, my boy, my firstborn son... Today I would give everything just to hug you one more time and kiss your forehead. I'm sorry I didn't do it more often. I'm sorry I didn't tell you every day how much I love you because I believed we had time.

And time turned out to be merciless.

You weren't just my child. You were my pride, my strength, my support. It was the first cry I heard as a mother, my first great joy and you will forever be my greatest pain.

I love you more than words can hold. I love you more than tears can show. And as long as I breathe, you will carry your place in my heart.

I miss you every day. I miss you every minute. I miss you son.

Forever my boy. Forever my firstborn son.




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Written on 2026-06-08 at 20:38

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Clara Mae Gregory The PoetBay support member heart!
💔 I am sending my hugs through these "air waves", since I can't be there in person. Ann, I feel your sadness and the longing your words so somberly convey. I can not even begin to fathom the deepness of such sorrow. It brings me to tears to even try to bear the thought regarding my own or anyone else having to bear it.. I have many friends that have indeed lost their children, passing away before they did. Our oldest son was estranged from us for a few years and that felt almost the same as if he died. Fortunately that situation healed and we are a coherent, loving family once again. I am saddened to learn you have this sorrow to bear. I pray for your comforting.
2026-06-08