My son


You are gone now on your journey away from me,
i miss you the little boy, full of questions and mischief,
the serious teenager, dressed as a goth,
so full of music and fun.
Still talking , close, trusting.

You are on your journey now away from me
but with your family,
partner and children and i miss them too
the mischievous little boys and the girl i never got to meet.
So much pain and trauma and pain and loss for you.

You are gone now on your journey without me,
i still wave at you at times, we skype, we talk,
we meet up for a few hours or days.
We share bits of our lives but miss out on so much.
Are we still close,
something time and distance can never break, we are indeed,
still close.

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