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I forgot my son's birthday after 48 years never failing to remember, his wife reminded me that night. 

Happy Birthday To My Son

My Son you're one of my heart's tendrils that weaves my very essence into a tuneful song of love. ` ` ` ` ‘ <3 10/15/2019
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October 6, 2019 at 12:37 PM
oh my mum forgets all the time.. sweet poem
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October 6, 2019 at 12:56 AM
Sometimes our heads fill up with all kinds of stuff and we can occasionly overlook the real important things in life. We all do it Eve so please don't feel bad about it. I'm sure your son will understand too. Lovely tribute. Tom
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October 5, 2019 at 10:59 PM
Your poem is lovely, Eve.
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October 5, 2019 at 11:25 PM
Thank you, Line, how can a mother forget her own sons’ birthday.
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