A small and fragile flame
is blown out before it can begin to burn,
A new life,
a new person -
--------------gone--------
before there was time to see a single sunrise,
before there was time even for a kiss or hug.
Though there was no time to know you
we loved you none the less.
We cry for you
not to have known life,
And we cry for ourselves
not to have known you.
poem written on 3/4/80 by your Daddy Darrell Dragoo II for your Mommy Judith Dragoo when she was so very sad. In 1981 and 1983 we were so very happy to bring your younger brothers Darrell Dragoo III and Dominic Dragoo into our world to share joys throughout our lifetimes.
is blown out before it can begin to burn,
A new life,
a new person -
--------------gone--------
before there was time to see a single sunrise,
before there was time even for a kiss or hug.
Though there was no time to know you
we loved you none the less.
We cry for you
not to have known life,
And we cry for ourselves
not to have known you.
poem written on 3/4/80 by your Daddy Darrell Dragoo II for your Mommy Judith Dragoo when she was so very sad. In 1981 and 1983 we were so very happy to bring your younger brothers Darrell Dragoo III and Dominic Dragoo into our world to share joys throughout our lifetimes.
A small and fragile flame
is blown out before it can begin to burn,
A new life,
a new person -
--------------gone--------
before there was time to see a single sunrise,
before there was time even for a kiss or hug.
Though there was no time to know you
we loved you none the less.
We cry for you
not to have known life,
And we cry for ourselves
not to have known you.
poem written on 3/4/80 by your Daddy Darrell Dragoo II for your Mommy Judith Dragoo when she was so very sad. In 1981 and 1983 we were so very happy to bring your younger brothers Darrell Dragoo III and Dominic Dragoo into our world to share joys throughout our lifetimes.
is blown out before it can begin to burn,
A new life,
a new person -
--------------gone--------
before there was time to see a single sunrise,
before there was time even for a kiss or hug.
Though there was no time to know you
we loved you none the less.
We cry for you
not to have known life,
And we cry for ourselves
not to have known you.
poem written on 3/4/80 by your Daddy Darrell Dragoo II for your Mommy Judith Dragoo when she was so very sad. In 1981 and 1983 we were so very happy to bring your younger brothers Darrell Dragoo III and Dominic Dragoo into our world to share joys throughout our lifetimes.
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