I know Camron, you want to play.
But for me today, I cannot stay.
I gave you life. I watched you grow.
Now it’s time for me to go.
“Go where?” you ask. “Can I go too?”
Not now my son, there’s more for you to do.
I know you’ll cry because you’re sad.
But it helps to remember the good times we had.
Some day, we know not when,
We’ll see each other and smile again.
It’s up to God to decide
When with him we shall reside.
Cuddle this pillow when it’s me you need
And feel the love that’s like a seed.
It’s in your heart and it will grow.
Then for us, our love will flow.
This poem was written/submitted by Merlene Gonzalez.