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Yesterday

Yesterday My son was born, distress Gave way to Joy From my womb into my Arms Godly blessing was the Boy. Yesterday My son was born, blowing Bubbles, running wild Catch a rainbow, chase the Wind Wondrous wonderer was the Child. Yesterday My son was born, lifting Wings so newly grown From my arms into the World Phoenix rising, on his Own. Yesterday My son was born, ripping Stabbing at my heart From my world into his Dreams Mother's man-child did Depart.

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Date: 8/30/2023 11:49:00 AM
As a mother of a son, this made me tear up, it is almost painful thinking back, it seems just like as if it was just yesterday they were blowing bubbles chasing rainbows: etc: and as they depart , leaving us , when time fleets and things change, that emptiness i can totally understand and feel. The most painful ending. Sending you well wishes always, ink
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