when you find out a boy you know,
a chubby, cute, somewhat annoying
but not in a bad way
11- year- old friend of your son,
suddenly has no mother?
It hits you in the gut,
coz you know he had a mum last week,
one who'd swim with him,
take him out for holiday meals,
just be there for him, with him,
but who now won't, can't,
and your heart aches.
You tear up while watching Wonka recount his days with his mum
making chocolate together
before she passed,
coz now you know a child who will miss his mom,
and you wonder how he will remember her.
My son whispers to me at night,
arms around my neck,
"please don't die."
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