Tuesday 21st February
“Wish you were here”
I know that’s true
It’s a bit of a cliché
But it’s what I say to you.
“I miss you so much”
That’s also true
My heart is broken
There is no glue.
“I love you forever”
That’s the way it’ll stay
You’re my precious son
Though you’ve flown away.
Fly high sweetheart
My Angel Starman.
xxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
❤
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Marvelous pics and even more the flow of words
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Reblogged this on IdealisticRebel's Daily View of Favorites and commented:
Your photographs and poem are great.
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Thank you very much.
Melanie x
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I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child, but I hope your lovely words help with your grief.
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Thank you for your kind comment.
My writing has been a way for me to preserve the memories of my son, and to honour his life.
I do find it very therapeutic.
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Xxxx
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Thanks Lynn.
xx
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Beautiful words and flowers
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Thank you so much.
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