I am glad you are in Heaven
My bundle of joy.
No more bad people to hurt
Mommy’s little boy.
It’s so hard not to cry
Mommy felt your pain
As that bad man shot his gun
Again and again.
It’s hard not to ask
The question ‘why’
Why did it happen?,
Why did you die?
Why did he enter
Your school with a gun?
Why you my pumpkin?
Why you, my dear son?
It just won’t be Christmas
At our house this year
No sound of your laughter
No sight of you near.
Daddy sends his love
Your grandpa does too
And your friend Jessie
Said she loves and misses you.
Rest now my son
On angels’ wings sleep
I will be strong
I’ll try not to weep
You are in Heaven now, son
In peace may you rest
Your head forever
On God’s loving chest.
This is a response to the poem, I Am In Heaven Now Mommy influenced by the Sandy Hook Elementary School Massacre. May the souls of the innocent victims rest in peace.
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