< /center>

Never Too Young

You're never too young to be called away...It could happen any moment, any month, any day.

Everything seemed so perfect and grand...Standing there holding your sweet little hand.

Then all of a sudden it happened so fast...You're pulled away from something you thought would last.

< /p>

That tiny last breath or beat of your heart...Has pulled us away so very far apart.

But I know right now that you're not feeling sad...'Cause you've got more than I've ever had.

You're with the one that died for you...And one of these days I'll be with you too.

Poem written by: Stacey J. Stowe

< /p>

This poem was written in memory of my son, Christopher James. Chris died on January 4, 1990 in a car accident. Chris was NOT in a car seat, and he was 5 months old. I want to urge any parent reading this to always use car seat and seat belt safety.

< /p>

view my guestbooksign my guestbook


get your free gestbook

Click here to see a picture of Chris

Home

A Heart of Gold

Site Fights Spirit Counter