Preston, is that you?
I wonder if it was you that sent the breeze.
I wonder if it was you in the sway of the trees.
I wonder if it was you soaring high up in the sky.
I wonder if it was you.. the fluttering yellow butterfly.
I wonder if you get sad when you see me cry,
or if you smile when I kiss your dad goodbye.
I will always wonder who you would have been.
How I wish we could go back to who we were then.
When we were filled with such happiness and joy.
Anxiously anticipating you, our sweet baby boy.
We had no idea the pain that would come our way.
Lord only knows the sorrow we felt that day.
Preston, I will always wonder and dream about you.
And until the day I see you again,
please keep sending me signs from above whispering “I love you, too.â€
Love,
Mommy ♥ï¸
