I STAND WITHIN THIS ROOM, BLANKED AND STRIPPED WITH FEAR,WISHING YOU MIGHT TURN AROUND AND CALL MY NAME,SAY A JOKE,PRAYING FOR SOMEONE,TO SAY ITS A DREAM, ITS NOT FOR REAL,TO REWIND TO YESTERDAY WHEN YOU WERE STILL HERE,YOU WENT TO WORK, YOU RODE YOUR BIKE,YOU JOKED AROUND WITH YOUR FRIENDS,THERE WAS DISTANCE BETWEEN US BUT WE SHARED HAPPY MOMEMTS ON THE PHONE CONVERSING WITH EACH OTHER.NO ALL I HAVE IS MEMORIES OF YOUR CHILDHOOD,YOUR BEAUTIFUL SMILES,THE WAY YOU WANTED TO BE FREE,YOU WERE A GOOD NATURED CHILD AND I THANK GOD FOR THE KIND HEART THAT HE GAVE YOU.YOU TOUCHED MANY LIVES IN THE SHORT THIME YOU WERE ON EARTH.THANK GOD FOR LENDING YOU TO ME.I THANK GOD FOR ALLOWING ME TO BE YOUR MOM,EVEN FOR A SHORT TIME.MICHAEL YOU DIDNT BELONG TO ME GOD ONLY LEND YOU TO ME AND I AM SO BLESSED TO CALL YOU SON.I MIGHT NOT UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE DYNAMICS OF DEATH,BUT I DO KNOW YOU ARE RESTING IN THE BOSSOM OF JESUS CHRIST UNTIL THE DAY OF RESURECTION.SADLY MISSED BY MOM.