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Trickle Free

james

My face but a mask is smiling at you

Did you see that small tear spill

Welling my sight as it trickled a path

From my crystal ball of what has been

It holds all the love and the images of you

From when you were born to what is now due

The power of need to protect you was strong

So unique you shined and could do no wrong

The moment you came into my life

Brought sunshine on the darkest days

Laughter when I lost my way

Your curls were silk made for touch

Your clearest eyes were honest with trust

I watched you learn and wander lost

Your challenges at first felt too much

Unsure of what was ahead of you

But knew you’d weather a storm or two

Inquisitive motions set you apart

Normalcy was not your chosen path

Tears are emotions we just cant contain

All the joy and some of it pain

Some of me and some of you

Is how it made you grow and bloom

Now I can only watch you go

My blue heart beating from afar

Wishing you a world of joy

You will always be my sweet boy

Love Mum

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