Poems   Many Years Ago   Many years ago, On a bright summer's day; A little boy turned to his mother and said, "Look at the sea, mother, Look at the waves upon the sand. They look like someone smiling." And she smiled and took his hand. Many years ago, On a cold winter's night; A little boy turned to his mother and said, "Look at the sky, mother, Look at the stars over the land. They look like blue eyes glinting." And she smiled and took his hand. Not so long ago, On a hazy autumn noon; A mother turned to the heavens and said, "Look at the clouds, dearest, Look, they're so pure and grand. When will I be with you among them? And he smiled and took her hand.   About this poem   This was the best out of a few poems I wrote for a little angel called Jeremy, who died in 2001, only a few months old. He was a victim of child abuse.