I was with you when you cried your first tear. And your breath smelled like fresh-fallen leaves after rain. You were the purest thing my minds’ eye could have ever pictured ... belonging to me. Never could I have known how much you would teach me ... about living, and my own capacity to love. I saw you and I thought I could never be happier than right then and there. And that was the first day of the rest of my life ... the new life that started the moment you left my body and entered my heart, and I became your mother.
Now I stand in your empty room and I hear the silent music:
Like a comet blazing ‘cross the evening sky ... gone too soon. Like a rainbow fading in the twinkling of an eye ... gone too soon. Shining and sparkling, and splendidly bright ... here one day, gone one night. Like the loss of sunlight on a cloudy afternoon ... gone too soon.
Like a castle built on a sandy beach ... gone too soon. Like a perfect flower that is just beyond your reach ... gone too soon. Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight ... here one day ... gone one night.
Like a sunset ... dying with the rising of the moon...gone too soon.—Babyface
My tears are streaming ... and my very being is missing you immensely ... but I have to let you fly, my butterfly. I only hope that every minute you are safe and near someone who might love you even a fraction of how much I love you ... no one else can ever have the connection that I have with you. I carried you in my womb but even more ... I carry you in my heart ...
... wherever I go.