29/06/2008
The following poem was given to us by a lady from Sydney, Australia, after she 'met' Bailey through his site. We are always so proud when someone else gets to know our wonderful son.
May the purity of Bailey
and those born tears shed,
be on the breath of every wind,
in your hearts, and in your head.
In the fluid of every raindrop,
the warmth of every tear,
the aching and the yearning
to have your Bailey near.
On the scent of every flower,
the ache of each sun-setting,
the beauty of each sunrise,
your angel's not forgetting.
He's watching over you,
yes, another day's gone bye...
the pain of wanting Bailey,
(until you meet again...)
Next time it's forever,
with never the fear of end.
Born into Eternal life. ^i^ Rest Gently Sweet Bailey.
Megan Bowie
