Trigger Warning – loss, death, greif

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I watch you grow,

wondering if you know,

how proud I am

to see you glow.

 

The birds sing songs

to let you know,

My love is sent

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As above,

So below.

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I’m still here;

I’m free!

Please do not fear.

But,

remember me,

with glee.