When baby P was born he should of brought you joy Instead you threw him around like a worn and broken toy You never gave him the natural things like cuddles hugs & love No one was there to help him except our lord above He tried to make you love him and smiled although in pain Everytime you went to him you hurt him all over again Our lord could see him suffering, saw the pain upon his face He wrapped his arms around him & took him to a better place Your with the Angels now Beautiful Baby Boy Loved and cared for, We Love You with all our Hearts Trevor, Angie, Chloe