Rihanna Watkin Labonte

In Memoriam I THINK HEAVEN WAS SELFISH RIHANNA ELIZABETH AMIELIAH WATKIN LABONTE To My Loving DaughterWho no other can replace,Today is just a phaseI can’t wait to pass,Tomorrow when I awakeI hope this is gone,It’s not realBecause I can't bearthe pain of look back,Just to know that you’re goneYou are not here with me.I wanted to hold you today,Not just to remember,So I am holding this dayMay Twentieth until eternity.I am holding today May twentieth two thousand and fifteen (5/20/2015), StaticI am never letting it go,That special moment youentered into this world, Into my life.I want to keep thoseThirty-one days aliveThose memories ofthe looks in your eyes,Your smile,Those I am keeping alive They belong to me.In my heart you are here,you live forever,Never to fade or depart.The love, the cuddlesOf a MOTHER DAUGHTER LOVE There was no time or momentWhen I wasn’t there,Those looks, those smiles,You gave me, it is captivating,Fascinating, tranquilizing,It sends shivers ofexcitement and happiness,Through my veins.I am dreading my heartbreak,I would have given my heartto be with you,For you to be in this world.There isn’t anything,I could or wouldn’t do,Just to have my time with you.But I will hold those smiles,feel those touches,Those moments.Will disappear or died,Those are gifts,Gifts from an angel.From the day I found out,I was with child I never doubt,indeed you are my child. Reawl I have carried you thirty-six weeks Rihanna I felt you grew bigger and bigger,Every move you made,every kick you gave,I felt and watched you move,I heard every beat of heartfrom that monitor,That stood above as you liewith me on those beds.The sounds of your heartbeat,It was music to my ears,The emotions, the magnitude,and the excitement you brought,It was magical.You were like a magnet,the way you connected with my soul,And when you came alongthat look in your eyes,I know you were my true love,I fell in love from thevery first beat of your heart.I will never forgetYou captured my soul; Your skin was like butter, velvet,Soft and smooth.Your hands, your fingersare those of an angel,Your touches mesmerizing,those grips from your hands,Those eyes,Piercing,It was hard to let you go,I think heaven was selfish,But God needed an angel moreSoHappy 4th Heavenly Birthdaysweet angel,Your Loving MOM INGRID WATKIN