by Tanya Lee

Created on: October 03, 2009

For Evan

Should the skies weep freely I would still have sun.

Should my treasures be thieved, I would still have one.

Should the day leave me weary I would still have hope,

And if life's troubles found me, I know I could cope,

For I've been given a gift on this day, April seven;

A sweet baby boy, my precious son Evan.

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