Dedicated to Alex Ekstedt
To the nephew I never knew:
Happy Birthday Alex.
Daddy misses you, and mommy
Mamaw and papaw and your
Bubbies do too.
I never saw you but now
You run and play, smile, and
Dance inside my daily thoughts.
Your energy is still here
Just as you always have been
Love keeps you alive.
You Rise
to higher planes
we can only watch.
Happy Birthday Alex.
Daddy misses you, and mommy
Mamaw and papaw and your
Bubbies do too.
I never saw you but now
You run and play, smile, and
Dance inside my daily thoughts.
Your energy is still here
Just as you always have been
Love keeps you alive.
You Rise
to higher planes
we can only watch.
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 1:57 AM
2 Comments:
sadness, what are we supposed to do when we have too much of it.
We release it, sometimes this takes minutes, and some years. But it has to be dealt with at some point. Or, if you're like me, you cry a little (or a lot) every day.
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