Thirty-three
© By Kathy Armijo
Thirty-three
That’s how old William would be
If he were still with me
He’s been gone since he was eleven,
The youngest of my three
My b a b y
Some days the loss is insurmountable
Then I remember his illness
And am glad that he’s found wholeness
I cry and laugh when I think of his escapades
Thank God for memories
But, what I wouldn’t give for one of his squeezes
William’s nickname was Sunshine
His wonderful love of life
Softens my sadness and strife
Still, I long for his laughter and
His bright, shining eyes
They brought a beauty more resplendent than the morning skies
I know he’s here with me
In my heart and in my thoughts
For without him, I would be naught
Author’s Note: In memory of William Joseph – 04/21/75 to 09/05/86
May your heart know peace...
Cryssa
Life can sting, just let that pain out...
Be always safe,
Karen
I know there is no way to describe the pain and
Sadness a mother feels over the loss of
Their child but I know first hand that pain
Mine would have been 30 years old last Sept!
My heart and prayers go out to you!!
Remember his not gone his always in your heart
from heaven his watching over you!!
Peace Love and Hugessss...Morning Star
Love and Blessings, Christine
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Georg
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hugs
Fee
I could never imagine such a loss. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Blessings and love,
Susan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.
Words cannot convey the sadness you must feel - know I'm sorry, you're in my prayers.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(