As the sun sets

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Sunday 26th November

    

As the sun sets,

Upon the cloud

Your​ head rests.

And when it rises,

The mask I wear

All pain disguises.

  

As the moon beams

And lights the dark

Sweetest of dreams.

And when it wanes

I try so hard

To hide the pains.

  

Thinking of you always

Loving you forever

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Driving home….

The sun slowly disappears….

Below the trees…

A criss cross of clouds, when we came to visit you, just before arriving home

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