This is dedicated to all those who have lost a child. We lost our first child in a miscarriage. There are times where I think I'm "over the loss" and then just something triggers a thought of where would he be today.
|A Rainbow This Evening - Reminder of the promise there will come a day when all things are made right and I will see my oldest face to face.|
What Could Have Been
What could have been?
I don't know why today I remember?
The grief of your loss.
Your mom and I never fully recovered.
A hole left in the soul.
We didn't know how to cope.
At times we still struggle.
You would have been 23 this year.
Perhaps graduating college.
My oldest son I've never known.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.