You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life,
You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes,
I'll hold your body in my hands, be as gentle as I can,
But for now you're scan of my unmade plans,
A small bump in four months you're brought to life
Dear Graham,
I'm writing this letter to you over the course of your mother's pregnancy. Right now she is five months along. I can't express to you how much I love your mother and you, even though you're just a tiny bump right now. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but you'll probably end up with my hair. I really hope you have Mommy's beautiful blue eyes. I can't wait to hold your tiny body close to me, being very gentle. For now I'll just write you this letter to express how much I love you, even if you are just a scan picture right now. You'll be here soon enough baby boy.
I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth,
If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you.
To be completely honest Graham, Mommy picked your name. She might have been a little hungry when she did so Graham Cracker. Don't worry I'll never lie to you about things like that, baby boy. Since you aren't inside me, I'm planning my future for you.
You are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
Oh, you are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
And you'll be alright.
Even though Mommy and I hope to have more children one day, well it's mostly me, know that you will always hold a special place in my heart Graham. I can't wait for you to be here with me Graham. I hope you will wrap your perfect, tiny fingers around my thumb. I already love you so much Graham Cracker.
Oh, you're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin.
With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin.
Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice,
And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide
A small bump, in four months you'll open your eyes.
We just got back from Mommy's scan. I saw you Graham Cracker. You are so tiny, but I know you'll grow into your skin. You smiled at us and you have Mommy's smile and the cutest little dimple under your chin. Your finger nails are so tiny. Probably the size of a half grain of rice. Your eyes are closed now, but you'll open those beautiful, blue eyes in just four months.
And you can lie with me,
With your tiny feet
When you're half asleep,
I'll leave you be.
Right in front of me
For a couple weeks
So I can keep you safe.
Mommy and I will lay with you. When you are half asleep in our bed, we'll let you rest. We'll keep you right in front of us for a couple weeks, so we can keep you safe. We love you so much baby boy.
'Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life.
Maybe you were needed up there but we're still unaware as why.
Mommy woke me up this morning. I took her to the hospital. The doctor came in and broke the news. You were my small bump and you were torn from me. This letter definitely has taken an unexpected turn, but yet I keep writing. Mommy is crying, I'm crying. There was some reason you left us to go up there, but Mommy and I are still wondering why.
Love you always Graham Cracker,
Love Daddy
