A gift from my son Dean
Uncertain,confused in deep reflection.
which way from here?I have no direction.
Trying to co-ordinate thoughts and deeds.
Trying to go on as my aching heart bleeds.
My soul,the essence of my being
Informs me that I am feeling
A flame of peace,love and hope
Sent down from Deano to help me cope
A gift from my son with a love so real
That only a mothers aching heart could feel
Thank you my darling, we'er not really apart
We are connected forever heart to heart.
I will love you for eternity my son.xxxxx
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