Son Poem by Helen Urda Smith

Son

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My heart is crying.
The tears do fall,
Although I am trying
Not to recall
The days of our parting,
Only times of our joy.
I wish you'd come back
My dear little boy.
Times that we shared
Come back into view;
And Oh I am longing
To hold you anew.
I know you are waiting
___ As I am too;
To see you and hold you
For "I Love You!" that's true.

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Helen Urda Smith

Helen Urda Smith

Pahnerton and Kunkletown, PA, USA
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