MY PRECIOUS SON BYRON I’ll never let my son go even though he died. He’s with me every minute in the pain I feel inside. When that dreadful thing happened I thought I might forget His voice, his shape, his smile, his words – it hasn’t happened yet. He’s in my every waking thought, in all the tears I’ve cried, in every step throughout my life I’ll walk with him inside. So in this constant agony when it hurts too much to bear it’s just his way of telling me that always he’ll be there