To my son

There aren’t words written in any language spoken by man I can use to say whats happening in my heart. I live with blinders on, you’re the only thing I want to see. Its painfully hard to describe how much I miss you, but not a day goes by that I dont think of you. You’re the theme of my mind, the rhythm of my heart, and the bright smile in my soul. I write this prayer up to the same stars you see. The one that shines the brightest is me because of my love for you and how much I miss you.



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