In four years he will go away from me out into the world
and no longer be my leaning post.
Then she will go after that, Out into the world and I will have to
reset myself.
I will need strength and love. Maybe even more love to help
fill up the empty space of this home that only yesterday threatened
to burst.
These roads keep going, mile after mile.
Please don’t ever forget me.
Victoria
Nicely written
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