This Poem Is Written For And Dedicated To My Son Max. From The Love In My Heart,. Once a day, I look at the sky to see if he is there. I look at the flowers, the trees and the grass. Just to see, not despair. Once a day, I close my eyes and listen with intent. With hope and expectation, I breathe in every breath. The morning sun is our best chance to see and feel the joy. The joy our son Max has left, our precious baby boy. The Wind Beneath My Wings. Child-Loss Grief and Healing Board.

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You smell like pine needles and have a face like s. Have i told you lately. All three put on a kick ass show but the highlight of my night came towards the end when i got to meet cisco adler and micah pueshel of iration. yee! I may or may not be slightly obsessed with cisco adler after his performance. he somewhat resembles telly from. In the words of bananas.