Two Sons
Good Friday: At age thirty three
You suffered and died just for me
April 9th, year 2001
You joined Him at age twenty-one
*Inspired by a wise and comforting letter sent by a lifelong friend in April, 2001 who gently reminded us the time of year it was...I still have the letter
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