Six hundred

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Tuesday 1st November
  

Six hundred days

That’s such a long time

Six hundred nights

Since your hand held mine.

  

Six hundred mornings

No sounds from your room

Six hundred afternoons

Difficult to resume.

  

Six hundred instances

When you are not there

Six hundred moments

I’d cry in despair.

    
Six hundred evenings

I have said “Goodnight”

Six hundred times

I’d turn out the light.

  

Six hundred sunrises

You’re there in my heart

Six hundred sunsets

We’ll never be apart.

  

Six hundred days an Angel

And I miss you so much

As if it were only yesterday

I last felt your touch.

  

Love you forever

My precious son.

xxxxxx

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