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Friday 15th April

Another day on the long road of grief,
No end in sight, just twists and turns.

Uneven pot-holes to trip you up,
Steep hills that tire and sap energy.

Four hundred days without you,
And such a very long time it’s been.

So many happy memories to treasure,
But nothing is as good as the real thing.

Love you to the moon and back,
My beloved, precious Angel son.

xxxxxxx

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Tonight's sky

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