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about the loss of my son |
| Wings of an angel they say. Since you left I find I pray. Pray to you seems it's all I can do. Why'd you have to go?. Often wishing it wasn't so. Sometimes feeling as though it isn't so. Oh my son I miss you so. Loved you more then you got to know. Without you my heart is broken. In the darkness i pray to see your face again,hoping. |