Gone
Where are you now my child?
Do you continue in some far off place?
Are you out of reach, but still seeing?
Do you sense my grief?
If I were happy,
Would you know?
I search my mind,
My heart, my soul,
For some small part of you.
But nothing.
For when you died,
I ceased to exist.
Anne E Thompson 
This touches the heart and soul of the reader.
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Many thanks for sharing your experiences with others. You’re really creating a difference.
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