Jeanette posted something for all of the mothers missing their children on Mother's Day. Here is the little poem/saying that went with it.
Those we love don't go away,
they walk beside us everyday.
Unseen, unheard, but always near.
Still loved, still missed (there needs to be something here)
Maybe, and oh, so dear (?)
Thank you for staying so near to me, Hayden. Love you!
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