I can't take in you are not here, I open the door to let you out. I shout you when I come home, I play ball but it does not roll back. Your coat is here hanging, your place at the end of the Bed is empty. Im so sorry I let you down and was not their to hold you in my arms when the angels took you. But one thing I do know is your grandad will take care of you till we meet again Love you always my little fella your dearly missed. Xx mummy and daddy
Justine Stuart
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