This song was written with the late Dennis Martin (Fletterich) and was written for my missing son, Dennis Martin Shanaberg. He was about six months old, at the time that It was written.
Gosh, I remember little Denny sitting awake, for hours, in a little baby chair on the coffee table, while we wrote this amazing song. I wish you could hear it with the music.
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The dedication of this poem is truly sad and in reference to that, this poem seems to take a deeper and more emotional appeal. I can really imagine this poem, what with all its cute repetitions, as a children's lullaby. Beautifully written.
I remember this beautiful blond haired baby boy. It has been many years ago that I got the chance to see him and I still believe in my heart that one day he will look for his real Mom to learn the truth about the ones who took him away.
The dedication of this poem is truly sad and in reference to that, this poem seems to take a deeper and more emotional appeal. I can really imagine this poem, what with all its cute repetitions, as a children's lullaby. Beautifully written.
I am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..