As some of you may have already read, we lost our two year old son to asthma this february. i've just stumbled across a poem that my 15 year old sister wrote about her 'Amazing Newphew'. it's so good i wanted to share it with everyone, although it's only words, you'll get to know so much of his little character that we miss so much...
His clutching hands and happy little face,
his kicking legs to keep up with his speedy pace.
Clever little boy pressing buttons on the TV,
Opening the draw for his bob the builder DVD.
Could you belive that at the age of two,
He had more technical experience than his poor grannies knew.
Smelling all the purfumes and putting on lip balm,
into everything but always staying out of harm.
his brain always spinning - his thoughts if only we knew,
His Crazes - Dastardly and mutley, Fire man sam and Doctor who.
He hadn't learnt the words but had so much to say,
it's those little things in our hearts will always stay.
Never let go of his balnket or take out his dummy,
unless it was for food or kisses for his mummy.
He's the only one of us to know how it feels to be free,
his biggest hero- a fireman just like his daddy.
Black and white paintings hanging on the wall,
His beaming smile would bring colour to them all.
His gleaming eyes and beaming smile brought light and warmth from birth,
if we could learn from Cameron we'd see what life is worth.
But wha's this of was and did? hi is and will go on,
his jumping and dancing, he'll always be having fun.
He's not just in the past or in the history,
he soul is in the present and eternity.
They'll always be this light at the back of my mind
and i'll know it's cameron going on to shine.
I love that beautiful boy - he means so much to me,
there's a lock on my heart and he'll always hold the key