Cot Death

My baby died,
My heart, continually cried.
Year after year,
Rivers of endless tears.

There had been no good-bye,
I would not believe, you had died.
It broke my heart,
When they took you away,
For you were born to stay.

I can not forget and to this day,
I still question, I wonder why,
The reason, you had to die,
When you were too time to say good-bye.

Joan Johnston