It makes me sad you will forget all of this.
You shall never remember the endless,
amazing times we had,
All the wonderful things we did;
The same repetitive stories
each and every single night before bed,
How I often stroked the fine, soft hairs
on your sweet and pretty head.
The paintings, drawings, jigsaws,
Fun days out and rainy days in,
The dark circles around my eyes,
How...