Simeon Isaiah Jackson

A cries, a whisper, lost in noon,
A tiny heartbeat gone too fast,
Leaving shadows that will forever last.

His gentle laugh, now just a ghost,
A love so deep, yet lost so most,
A fragile life cut far too short,
A void too vast, a silent sort.

My broken heart, it bleeds and aches,
In every tear, his memory wakes,
A piece of me forever gone,
A love that lingers on and on.

Oh, how I wish I could turn back time,
Hold him close, make space for rhyme,
But still I pray, in every tear and dawn,
His soul is safe, and he’s never truly gone.

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