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My Son My Sun

My son

My love

My beautiful boy

Everyday

You gave me

Joy

I kissed 

Your brow

And saw sun

Upon your 

Lips

And fire

In 

Your mind

And 

To hold you 

Was the most

Of the best

Of the greatest

Feelings flowing

heartward

And I

Loved you

Beyond 

Anything

Real

 

I need to kiss

Your brow

I need to hold

Your hand

I need to wear

Your love

I need to see

Your beauty

I need to hear

Your voice

I need to see

Your heartsfists

 

My

Emptiness

Defines me

Now

As you once 

Defined 

Fulfilment

Gave

freedom

To fancy

And thought

Miss you

The 

Best

Child

Boy

Man

I still search

Everywhere

For you.

My Son Loss Pain Emptiness memories

◄ Blaire Peach 1979

Punks and the Dolls. ►

Comments

Tom Soto

Sun 15th May 2016 19:56

I loved this one. I can definitely relate. I felt the ties of your bond increase and your pain increase with each passing word.

Lynn Hamilton

Sun 24th Apr 2016 16:01

Hi Phil

I feel very lucky and sad at the same time.

Lynn x

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