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| Author: | Carol Lynn Pearson |
| Category: | memorial |
| Posted By: | Holly Richardson |
| I thought I was ahead of you in line. You would take your turn After I took mine Like we did before. I guess you don't need new shoes For starting heaven Or a light left on against the dark The way I always did. But I'm just so used to parenting. I wanted just to be there To do whatever needed to be done. But you went first. And now, my little one Suddenly you are my senior. Morning, I know, will come. But bring close your light - This time it is I who fear the night. |