Missing You
Three days from now my son
Not four...
you will be four under the sun
Yes...four years
I am home but you are not
Yet alive under a roof not your own
Daddy says....come home ...but you alone!
Missing you..
Copyright © Austin Tenthani Phiri | Year Posted 2013
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