This was written for me in honor of my son Hayes, by a special friend of mine, Shelli Sewell. Please do NOT take it and claim it as your own! If I could part the clouds to Heaven, I'd humbly walk right through I'd kneel before God reverently and ask "May I please speak to you?" "I have a friend who's hurting and I don't know what to do, I've come to ask for your advice, and a favor for you, too." "I need to borrow Hayes from you it shouldn't take too long, I need him to come and tell his Mom to hold on and be strong." "I know that Heaven's brighter since Hayes walked through your door, and though your taking care of him, his Momma needs him more." Then God would say, "My child I know it's hard to understand, let's walk awhile while I explain He'd take me by the hand. He'd say "Go tell his Momma to keep her mind on things above and someday soon she'll see again her son she dearly loves." "Tell her I know her mind is tired her heart is broken, too, for if you've not forgotten, I know just what she's going through." "I had to watch my only son be tortured on the cross, and then to know his mother suffered too her greatest loss." "You tell her to remember to talk to me each day, for as much as you would like to help, I am the only way." "You tell her Hayes is happy, for there is no sadness here, and someday soon I'll give her peace and dry up every tear. "For now she'll have to make it on memories alone, but one day soon she'll be with him my love will bring her home." I'd thank God for his message, that I could bring back down, and then I'd wave goodbye to Hayes and touch his shining crown. He'd tell you not to suffer that you'd never understand but when you're in your hardest times reach out and take his hand. By, Shelli Sewell