They’re mostly grown now
But still my children
Their laughter fills me
When they call their mom
Multisyllabically and in unison
Upon their departure
Quiet creeps in
Serenity is good
Yet laughter missed
Scattered busily about
Less frequent chats
Still wholly loved
Must be how He feels
Always wholly loved
The Author understands
And fills me Himself
As only He can
With time together
Beautiful! God’s blessings to you and your loved ones!
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I almost do feel the same about my little brother, only that I am just 4 years older than him…
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Blessings to you and your family.
God is with you.
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Thank you!
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