He died thirteen years ago today. He’s been gone for as long as he was alive.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and miss him. There’s still that worn spot on the bedspread where he slept, and I still make room for him on the bed.
He died thirteen years ago today. He’s been gone for as long as he was alive.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and miss him. There’s still that worn spot on the bedspread where he slept, and I still make room for him on the bed.
He brought you joy. I wish he had stayed longer for you .