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Nov 2022
Thank you for the rose my love
I fly high and still look at you from above, every day.
I know you have many silent tears and so much pain in your heart.
Yes today was the day and that was the place.
I fell from that wooden bridge and drowned .
You must know I fell because of my seizure.
Your little man I was.
Always together, always taking care of me.
Being sick wasn’t easy on you as a single parent.
But what a love you gave me my love.
What a lovely mom you were.
Know that I’m not far away.
I am free as a bird in the sky
I often come and sing a song in the tree next to your window.
Tell you what I see up there.
It’s all good and I’m not sick here.
My one wish is for you to smile.
Maybe when my little brother arrives.
I will be still here, watching.
Thank you for the rose my love.



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The comfort. When losing a child
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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