The saddest day
Today was Thomas' funeral. It was heart-breakingly sad but really beautiful though I can't believe that he's gone and I wont get to see him again.
My sister wrote this poem for Thomas and read it at the service. I think it pretty much captures the emotions of the day
THOMAS DAVID
Thomas David was born sucking his thumb,
he was perfect in every way
born still inside his caul
He was perfect, the way a baby should be, but much to tiny to stay,
Knitted so beautifully inside your mother’s womb, a tiny piece of her.
Thank you for gracing us with your presence, sweet boy, sorry it wasn’t for long, but maybe you we’re too good for this world.
Even though our hearts are breaking we know we must let you go,
Go little boy, but know that you are loved and maybe one day we’ll get to meet you and see how lovely you really are.
You will always be a part of our lives in so many ways, a son, a grandson, great-grandson. A nephew, and a cousin, but never, never forgotten.
After the service we all released balloons, the breeze was perfect and carried them all off together.
My sister wrote this poem for Thomas and read it at the service. I think it pretty much captures the emotions of the day
THOMAS DAVID
Thomas David was born sucking his thumb,
he was perfect in every way
born still inside his caul
He was perfect, the way a baby should be, but much to tiny to stay,
Knitted so beautifully inside your mother’s womb, a tiny piece of her.
Thank you for gracing us with your presence, sweet boy, sorry it wasn’t for long, but maybe you we’re too good for this world.
Even though our hearts are breaking we know we must let you go,
Go little boy, but know that you are loved and maybe one day we’ll get to meet you and see how lovely you really are.
You will always be a part of our lives in so many ways, a son, a grandson, great-grandson. A nephew, and a cousin, but never, never forgotten.
After the service we all released balloons, the breeze was perfect and carried them all off together.