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This is the boy who never Made it to full size Taught to stay still by the hour Before he came to our sides. This is the boy whose hair You'd never see an equal to; Shades of white, and brown and copper Even in his cropped 'do. This is the boy who never Learned any tricks Content to bask behind his leader Savouring life in small sips. This is the boy whose silence Was taken as giddiness Although he hardly missed the chance To indulge in cheeky business. This is the boy who never Wanted for anything all his life Until that unhappy misadventure When he learnt of death. This is the boy whom We have loved faithfully Cuddled close to our ***** Our cherished Christmas baby Don't leave yet; it's too soon We're not yet ready.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
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This is the boy who never Made it to full size Taught to stay still by the hour Before he came to our sides. This is the boy whose hair You'd never see an equal to; Shades of white, and brown and copper Even in his cropped 'do. This is the boy who never Learned any tricks Content to bask behind his leader Savouring life in small sips. This is the boy whose silence Was taken as giddiness Although he hardly missed the chance To indulge in cheeky business. This is the boy who never Wanted for anything all his life Until that unhappy misadventure When he learnt of death. This is the boy whom We have loved faithfully Cuddled close to our ***** Our cherished Christmas baby Don't leave yet; it's too soon We're not yet ready.
#deathanddying
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
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