Our Hartley Jae
A week ago today, our baby boy was born,
A week ago today, we began to mourn.
Although you had arrived, after 36 weeks,
We knew it was just your shell, no rosiness to your cheeks.
As we held you close, it was hard to believe,
Your soul had been taken, and we would need to grieve.
Our son our Hartley Jae, our lives you’ve touched with love,
You’re just not here in person, but as a spirit up above.
Please don’t stay too far, we want to feel you near,
Then it may be easier, to accept that you’re not here.