Remembering our sweet boy Joaquin Lorenzo who would've been 17 tomorrow.
How do you love a person
Who never got to be
Or try to envision a face, you never got to see
How do you mourn the death of one
Who never got to live
When there's nothing to feel good about
And nothing to forgive
I love you my little baby,
My companion of the night
Wandering thru my lonely hours
Beautiful and bright
What does it mean to die
Before you ever were born
To live the lovely night of life
And never see the dawn
Ah, my little baby, you lived like anyone
Life's a burst of joy and pain
And then like yours it's done.
I love you my little baby
Just as if you'd lived for years
No more, no less, I think of you
The angel of my tears ~ author unknown .