I write this, broken-hearted.
Broken hearted at your plight but so very confident that a million or so women and men who are parents, or would love to be parents, would join me in telling you that you should have been so very loved.
You should have been held, treasured and kissed to sleep every night, as every child should.
Instead you faced the worst kind of evil this world has to offer.
I am so sorry this world failed you.
You deserved that love but it did not come.
So all we can do now is send it to you.
Send it you wherever you rest, safe at last.
Send so much love to your sweet little soul that the energy we raise will begin to right the wrongs done to you.
All we can do is this – and then go and love the little ones we are so very blessed with, love them even more – on your behalf…
In a bid to fill the world with more love.
In a bid to chase way the vile darkness that exists in some awful little corners of this planet.
Sweet sweet little boy, I am broken on your behalf but I vow, in your name, to work hard to ensure this never happens again to anyone I ever cross paths with.
Sleep well sweet child, sleep well knowing that a million or more mummies would give anything to hold your little hand.
You are so very loved now, so very loved now.
We won’t forget.
Donna Ashworth @donnaashworthwords