A soul dropped by and slipped into our lives for only a few hours then slipped out again. Three months too early was he with only a breath of a chance. Put on hold he was, in a coma induced to de-stress a spirit unprepared for a life among us. Baptized was he and named before he died, loved. A wee little thing who whiled upon this earth long enough to give us his blessing before, cradled and kissed, he passed away. RIP our little boy.
