Saturday 26th March
Gone . . . . . .
You’re not coming back.
Gone . . . . . .
Our whole life as once was.
Gone . . . . . .
Hopes, dreams and plans.
Gone . . . . . .
You have gone.
Those days are gone.
Everything has changed.
Gone . . . . . .
Gone, but never forgotten.
Gone, but memories remain.
Gone, but you’re within our hearts.
Gone, but there’s thirty years of living.
Gone . . . . . .
But you were here.
You did live,
You breathed,
You did exist.
And I love you for all that.
But the missing you is so hard.
Beloved Angel son.
xxxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
Not entirely……;) Hugs! ❤
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Ahhh, thanks Bushka.
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Beautiful. I thought of you when I wrote my last poem. In fact, I ought to dedicate it to you and your beautiful boy.
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Thank you so much.
Your poem is awesome.
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Hugs
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Thank you very much.
Hugs to you too.
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Thank you. 🙂
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My heart goes out to you. ❤ ❤
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Thank you for your kindness.
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You are in my thoughts this Easter. Hugs 🙂
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Thank you very much indeed.
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I won’t tell you that it gets easier by the day because it doesn’t, but time will ease your pains, i’m sure………
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Many thanks for your kind thoughts.
Much appreciated.
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Beautiful post, I am sure it is so very hard xoxo
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Many thanks.
It is hard, even after a year has passed. The pain is still there.
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Yes I am sure! xx
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