sometimes it feel like distance is winning
Time is cruel sometimes missing you is a constant feeling, but remembering you your face your voice is vague even when I know those things have change that your baby face is lowly going and your voice is changing the things i knew you like have change you are becoming a young boy a teen missing you is the hardest thing i endure in my day to day not knowing how you are doing Ike my soul and praying is my only comfort May God bless you and send and Angel to watch over you always i love you MOM