Late night alone

Late at night I sit in the dark living room Calling out your name And crying until I am shaking with grief Where have you gone Why did you leave me My heart is so broken I long for you sweet boy Life is empty without you

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Susan said...

I just love the picture of Maxie under the caption "our beautiful boy". He looks so full of wonder - presumably gawping at the camera or the photographer. It seems implausible that he isn't growing up. I share your disbelief. And I miss her too - with a blinding, suffocating completeness. I rarely cry any more though - that is different. But it gapes, doesn't it - the hole. So sorry Abby - if I had a magic wand, you could share it xx