Dino Davian

A Poem Written For, and Read At Our Son's Funeral

I didn’t know how to start because loss is rather hard.

You don’t know what to say when everything seems so odd.

So many questions floating above your head,

Sometimes it’s so much, you’d rather just go to bed.

But to figure out what you are feeling inside,

I wanted to be a happy face that could sit by your side.

And perhaps the best use of my time in this book,

Is to give you the best idea of how your child’s love would have looked.

Guitar strums, drum beats, and harmonious chords,

Our symphony of music would have burst out all of the doors.

The three of us would have made so many songs,

The neighbors around us would have wanted to sing along!

Food tasting would have been one of my favorite things.

Mom likes the mild stuff, but Dad likes his food with a kick and a zing!

I would have loved baking because that’s mom’s peace,

And cooking with dad we would always make a feast!

Playing around with my puppy Sage,

Would have brought about some rather fond days.

Running through the grass, the leaves, and the snow,

My puppy and I would never want to go back home.

We would travel to all of our favorite places,

And you would have taught me about different cultures and faces.

Road trips with you would have been the most fun,

Especially at the spots where Sage and I could just run!

Visits to the farm would have been my delight,

Seeing all the farm animals all day and all night.

And going to the beach with all the family in the east,

Everyone would be sunbathing and eating ice cream treats.

Every night you’d tuck me into bed,

And after our story, you’d kiss me on the head.

When we would say our prayers, I would pour my heart out to God,

And thank Him for His son that came to die for us.

I know by now your eyes are full of tears,

Because we won’t get to share all these wonderful years.

His time was too short, that is a fact,

But those few moments are some you’ll never want to give back.

Even though I’ll never replace your little boy,

His memory will live on within me, your green Dino toy.

And when you are sad and need a heavenly hug,

Just remember, mommy and daddy, that Davian is watching over you from above.