I remember back 14 years ago feeling you kick from inside out mums womb.
I never had any idea you would die soon after.
I feel very responsible it your death, just if I hadn’t cause mum the stress you may be here with us, getting ready for Christmas.
After mum having four girls we were so excited to have you as our brother.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about you.
Sleep tight little one.
I wish I had held you, given you a great big hug, so you knew how loved you are.
I visit your resting place often, and I always want to come and join you in heaven.
I remember the day you were born, seeing my mum crouched in the corner, shouting that I had killed you, her son.
I love you. I’m sorry,