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Jan 2016
Mum
I miss you mumma
So deeply inside
How my little hand
Held yours so tight
And through the few years
All eleven
You always had my heart

I see your brown eyes look at me
And smile when cuddles were
Always free
The feel of your arms holding tight
Even when day came to night

Then you came ill
And my world did fall
So much for me to take in
No one to call
Tears burned for years there in
When god gave you wings
His angel
My hurt

And now I'm a man
My heart wants time back
To when the cuddles were free
And a shoulder to nap
I understand more now
But can never forgive
When up in heaven
You would live
Sin
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