I remember
October 23rd 2007 09:57
Some days when the sun is shining bright, I can still see in my minds eye, the gold standing out against your brunette locks.
In the call of a bird, I can hear your squeel of delight when chasing them through the park, sweeping them along in a carousel of skewed feathers.
In the simple and meaningless, I can achingly recall the sound of your voice, making a childish request, the chortle of your laughter when something amused you.
I remember and I hold thsese things cherished in my heart for they are infintismally the more precious, now we are apart.
I miss you my darling girl, the grief I feel at your parting is like a knife inside my heart. Wont you listen to your mothers voice, the loving bonds that care, are not put here to trap you but to keep you safe my dear.
In the call of a bird, I can hear your squeel of delight when chasing them through the park, sweeping them along in a carousel of skewed feathers.
In the simple and meaningless, I can achingly recall the sound of your voice, making a childish request, the chortle of your laughter when something amused you.
I remember and I hold thsese things cherished in my heart for they are infintismally the more precious, now we are apart.
I miss you my darling girl, the grief I feel at your parting is like a knife inside my heart. Wont you listen to your mothers voice, the loving bonds that care, are not put here to trap you but to keep you safe my dear.
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