The way they felt

I miss them so much,

The way they felt

And Their touch

The smallest so funny

And cute like a bunny,

A boy so fantastic

His spirit and heart ever-lastin’

And a mother,

That Makes it all happen

I’m here at home

Of course I am alone

Trying to determine which memory

I Miss the most,

H-Dog at the plate

The cute girl in the stands

Or Looking down

At those thin beautiful hands

Many deep breaths I must take

Since I had my heart break

-3 Is Much Less Than None

This poem was written/submitted by Bay Lovins.

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