On this bald hill the new year hones its edge.
Faceless and pale as china
The round sky goes on minding its business.
Your absence is inconspicuous;
Nobody can tell what I lack.
(excerpt from Parliament Hill Fields by Sylvia Plath)

Not a big country music fan, but this got me.

Today was the day we were supposed to meet you and we are sad. Good-bye Luke…(that’s what your big brother wanted your name to be so that’s what we call you). You know that you are my Liam, though. That’s the real name you would have been given today. So let me say it right.

Good bye, dear Liam, my sweet baby who will never know anything but Heaven. I cling tightly to the hope of holding you in my arms some day. You are forever in my heart. Your mark is deep and will never be erased. I love you and miss you more than I can express.