Thursday, November 28, 2013

mom there is no time for a grief as great as your's , and there is not a day that will go buy i am not yours, i think of you every time the sun rises and even when the moon arrives, my mind fills with memory's of your love and compassion if i had one wish it would be to have you everlasting, know that i am the same kid you raised me to be exactly how you would see me , someday soon i will see you again and all of us will rejoice a cheerful noise for God has brought us together again

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